I feel silenced
My heart races
But I'm quiet
I feel panicked
I can't quite
Contain it
I feel deadly
Nothing
Can stop me
I feel soulless
Nothing inside
Is left alive
I feel helpless
Isn't there
More than this
I feel awkward
Theres nothing
I can say
I feel useless
I'm nothing
But some trash
I feel silenced
I'm hurting
But I'm quiet
I feel silenced
I'm offered help
So why do I deny it?
I don't. For how can I deny something that was never offered in the first place?
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Waving Through A Window
Poetry**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"
