"They clear my room
And they're out before I can blink
I start to panic
And grab onto who I can
But they all shrug me off
And now I'm alone again
Just me and my head
At this point, I know I'm better off dead
'Cause I've said
I'm scared of myself
And it's true
I own monsters
Oh no darling
There not the type that lie under your bed
And grab your feet when you walk by
They're much scarier
Because they're inside me
Trying to break free
And there's no way to kill them
Please, tonight I don't wanna cry
But I can't do this
Someone save me."
-r.b
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Love, your very own broken girl💜
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Midnight wonders
Poetry•Exulansis: the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it •Sciamachy: a battle against imaginary enemies, against your own shadow. •Eccedentesiast: a person who fakes a smile For some people...