sad poetry

sixth

I gate being judged by human being... wait no there not human there monsters they destroy your own comfort that helped you feel safe for their own enjoyment.... if they find out anything that interest then they crush it in there almost claw like hands destroying you safety instantly

the worst if all these monsters AREN'T
strangers they're the people close to you they torture you from the sidelines hiding their demon selves with a mask that's only a trap to earn your trust... the worst thing about being crushed by them us knowing that YOU fell for their act

but that's just how we will live for eternity trusting people then soon regretting it to late after they destroy your peace......

I fear for the future because of this but if I could I would absorb peoples sorrow and pain if it ment that this world would have a peaceful life even if it me to I would continue to live in their sadness for that to happen after all no one should fell this way it pains me when people tell me that they relate to what I write when I wished it wouldn't but it also strange because it also gives me this feeling that I'm not alone like I thought and this, this is my peace, my coping strategy and I hope that other try to express it in ANYWAY possible even of type don't think it's good it helps.... just ignore the voices telling you your worthless and a waste of time and space and share it with others who understand...

(a/n) hey I put a happy thing in the end kind of for once but it's true so I hope you liked this even if you didn't oh well.