You broke me congrats
You see the tears in my eyes
But oh no, you don't stop,
You just keep making me want to die
You go on and on about more shit
Unrelated to the lecture and your rant
Most likely just to see how much you can push me
Or see just how much you can make me break
Every time I feel an ounce of happiness
You come and break it
But that's not all, no it's not all
You burn the rubble dig a hole, and shove me
To make sure I forever fall
Down the deep and dark I can't escape
You make sure I don't build walls or joy
And then you begin to dig some more
Pushing my buttons like I'm just your little toy
But then you cool off after pounding me down to bedrock
Flooded the hole with depression and insecurity
And I try to drain out, by just building walls
My God, end this cycle: can someone please help me?
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PoetryThe mind can be dark place sometimes. The body is what covers it. No one knows what's underneath... "The problem of hiding my emotions is the fact that they build up." The random crap that goes through my head; an entire school year's worth of poetr...
