I wanna be inspiring and tell you its ok
But unfortunately thats not gonna happen
We lie to much to hide the fact that were losing our minds
We put up Blinds so they can’t see the other side
We scar our wrist or smoke a cigarette to fill voids were a crater has repeatedly hit the surface on thru
We starve ourselves for perfection
We burn ourselves and smile at the pain
Smiling when scared because its the easiest way to hide our fears
Maybe one day it will be okay but in this moment we are allowed to not be okay
No matter what anyone says
If your hurting ,whether your hurting yourself or someone else is hurting you
You have made it so far but okay seems so foreign
And it seems so far but absence makes the heart grow fonder
But unfortunately absence can make it so much colder
So much lonlier
So much more Damaged
And maybe one day you will reach okay but till than your gonna have to fight like hell even when waking up means wishing you didn’t
Even when the tears come and you feel like your dying
Even when the numbers on the scale make you wanna kill yourself
Push foward keep trying even when on the inside you feel like your dying and more than likely
You wish you were.
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The Pain In His Words
PoetryI live with Suicidal ideation,in other words "Suicidal thoughts ". I write as my way of fighting back.When the world is trying to kill me, and my mind is doing the same.