Fear covered up by false strength
Insecurity masked by see through
confidence
Emotions upon emotion
Building my plastic empire
The illusion of understanding, of getting past my walls
Just another lie
You may know my story
You may have lived those stories with me
But no one knows the darkness in my soul, the helplessness I feel
The emptiness I am
Words are merely words
You sew them together in strands of lies, tell them in order and it comes out a truth
I expect too much from people because I know that I would do the same for them, my problem is thus
I love as deep as my heart can let me but I keep a string attached so I can find my way back
Leave before I'm left
My words make no sense
They're strangled, fragmented sentences coming out of a confused and over emotional, emotionless mind
You can't untangle my mind, can't even find me in it
I'm dead and gone, this monster is no girl, I'm her monsters and emotions
The girl was dead, long ago
Before the cuts
Before the fights
She dead a decade ago
A little girl
Born in the wrong place
At the wrong time
With the best people
And the worst mind
The monstrous world ate her whole
Now it's just the husk of her deformed body that walks the ground
Just demons and feelings
Trapped in an empty mind
The best people hold the darkest secrets
The nicest people have the capacity to be the cruelest
And the liveliest people are the deadest
YOU ARE READING
The Truth
PoetryThese aren't for pity or attention so don't give it to me. I write these because they are how I feel, no matter how bad they are. If you don't like it then don't read. ~Warning~ If you do not feel comfortable reading things that have to do with depr...
