Day by day I wait inside,
The empty room inside my mind.
It's where I let out my feelings you see,
Because no other human understands me.
It's like room with no doors,
No escape, no entrance, almost like a ward.
All these emotions that I let out inside,
Just crawl back with hunger and pride.
They wait until I'm tired of trying to fight,
Then they crawl back ruining my life.
Anger, jealousy, vengeance, sadness,
Pain, cruelty, love, madness.
I wish I could get some help any day,
But this empty room is in my brain anyway.
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Poems from an atelophobic
PoetryWarning: These poems may or may not be triggering. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a book with random poems, but it's not complete ( ˘ω˘ )
