Surrounded, surrounded, by people all around.
No sound, no sound
Desolate in this world
Isolated by this place
Drifting, drifting away
Slowly, slowly killing her
Drowning in this sea of death
Can’t you see
She’s just lonely
No one likes her
She’s a whore
No one cares she is fat
No one loves her
She is worthless
Now and always will be
She cut the veins and feels release
Permanently
YOU ARE READING
Behind Closed Doors
PoetryEverything and anything people don't talk about. In poetry form I'm taking requests if you want me to write about something. It can be anything from Abuse to mental illness. Trigger warning contains content about self harm,eating disorders,abuse,sex...
