I Burned My Journal Last Week
Just To See The Ashes
It's Calis
And Random
And Stupid
Just Like Me I Guess
I Lit The Match
And Just Like That
The Pages
The Cover
Were Gone
And The Flame Was Too
There Wasn't Any Satisfaction
I'm Going To Be
The Downfall
Of Everything
And Everyone
I Love
I Just Put On A Fake Smile
And Pretend Like It's All Okay
I'm Screaming
I Want To Cry
I NEED TO CRY
I Can't Cry
"Do This!"
"Do That!"
"What About Tomorrow?"
"What About Your Family?"
"Your Friends?"
Person After Person
Note After Note
Song After Song
Talk After Talk
It's Not Helping
IT'S NOT FUCKING WORKING OKAY!
"Are You Okay?"
"Yeah."
I'm A Liar
A Cheat
A Fag
A Hideous Waste Of Space
A Mistake
I'm Not Okay
It's Not Your Fault
It's Just Years And Years
Of Anger
Of Sadness
Of Names
Of Insults
I've Kept It All Built Up Inside Me
And Now I'm Letting It Out
And It Hurts
It's Hurting Me
The People I Love
Why Am I Still Here?
"It Gets Better"
But...
When?
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Paper Rose (And Other Poems)
PoetryPoems that I've written. Some might be dark, some might seem psychopathic, some might be a little happy. Highest Rank So Far: #81