I I haunt my own dreams
Yet I have not died
Im scared of myself
Im trying to hide
But these shadows I see
They won't go away
I'm scared of myself
It's slowly killing me
These screams inside of me
Cuts and stabs
That cannot be seen
It's all so deep inside of me
Buried like a treasure
You don't wanna find
Tell me that I matter
I'm sick of hearing it from dandelion seeds
Whispering lies
Then they all float away
Just
Leaving
Me
Here
Alone
I am just a piece of crumpled paper
Thrown away and forgotten
I feel as though I am blank
Although I still have these words
Written deep in my bones
This ink on my skin
These words on my tongue
Although I scream I can't be heard
But I don't know if I want to be heard
Do I want to be saved?
I think that I might think too much
I think that I fucking think too much
I think that I'm sick
I think that I'm dying
I know that I'm hurt and
I'm so tired of trying
To be okay
I'm by myself
Everyday
I will scream
But I am not heard
I am broken and terrifying
Let me out
Help me escape
From myself
YOU ARE READING
The Hollows
PoetryThis is a book of poems/songs that I write, about things that I feel the need to put into words. It will be updated whenever I feel the need to write.
