I'm too complicated,
I feel hated
If this keeps going on I see horrible predictions,
What can fix these dangerous addictions?
So frustrated
This killing drug
Confiscated
I created and dictated this cruel world inside my head
Soon I will be dead
If I don't stop slicing to see the dark red
I'm too complicated
With these dangerous addictions
As I'm waiting, I feel overrated
Sitting in this blinding white room
Will this be my tomb?
I feel like a mummy
A simple band-aid won't fixed all of this
My parents think I'm a dummy
I'm falling into the immortal abyss
Somebody please
Help me
I'm too complicated
I am hated
My life is a work of sucky fanfiction
My life feels like a balloon, deflated
Nothing in this world can fix these dangerous addictions
Judged by those I know
And hated by those who don't
It's harder than I thought,
Demons are everywhere, fighting to get in
I will not get caught
Throw away that bottle of gin
Relapse is not happening
Slightly maddening
Pain is felt
At least I know I'm still living
Sadness will melt
Cause death is unforgiving
I shall win
It might be sin
Because I don't know my rival
Humans are complicated
I tell myself I am not hated
I will change these dangerous addictions
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Everything and What's Inbetween
PuisiDo you ever feel like only the saddest poems can describe your life? Yeah, me too. But have hope. It can get better. This doesn't last forever. Trigger warning! I write about depressing and sometimes sick things. Read at your own risk. ...
