Over

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My mind won't 

Shut 

The fuck 

Up 

It's slowly killing me 

"You're not good enough"

"He only wants you for the nudes"

But, that's not true 

I tell

My friends 

To fight the bad thoughts 

But 

When it comes 

To myself 

I let them in 

And start to drown 

At least 

They keep me safe

From others 

But, not from myself

Then, I pick up my pen 

They stop 

And I think to myself 

"It could've been worse"

But, it's over 

For now 

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