Tears streaming down my face
Icepack on my ankle
I deserve this
I deserve this pain
It's what I have to feel
It's what is inside
It is what has been stuck for years
Cry, let it out
Hurt yourself
So you can feel the pain that you hide inside
Hate for myself
Hate for that I let all this happen
Anger flows over
Deep dark anger
The one you get scared of
Terror thoughts in my head
But I still got her
She makes it bearable
Because of her I am still here
She is the saviour I always needed
And I know she's there
Even when I think I deserve to hurt myself
In every possible way
YOU ARE READING
White
عشوائي[White: Known as the colour of pure snow, the colour of heaven but also the colour of emptiness and endlessness which can lead to loneliness but also to salvation.] My thoughts and words. ® 2016 Puck de Groot. All rights reserved.
