You know what the funny thing?
I was there for everyone.
I was there when the phone would ring
And stood by them when they were done.
I held their hand during the darkest night
And turned their black days to white.
I would wipe their tears and say,
Hey sunshine, tomorrow will be a better day.
But then my time came,
And my demons were hard to tame.
I screamed, I shook, I cried
And my tears were impossible to hide.
I cried, I binged, I cut.
I thought I would be saved but
They were all afraid
And my soul started to fade.
Time came and went
And I was emotionally spent.
I was emotionless, empty, numb
And just realized I was dumb.
But hey, when my time was over, they came around.
Said, "Why aren't you making any sound?"
"Hey girl you're acting strange."
Well mate...pain can change.
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PoetryJust a few poems and such about my life how I'm feeling and what I'm going through. Unless stated with ~broken angel, the poems aren't mine I only found them online. *TRIGGER WARNING*
