my limbs are filled with pain
attached to strings
as you play me like
a game
im tired
please give me a rest
ive had enough
you open me up like a treasure chest
making my secrets lay on display
hitting replay
the game starts again
you pull my strings
like a rubber band
between your fingers
at your very command
you have me playing a nonstop game
but the game is my heart
your favorite game to play
strings attached
you make my move
then its your turn
the whole games yours
you decides who wins the fight
but I've had enough
I'm to tired to keep playing
I've been playing so long
I don't know whats a game
and whats not
I give up
I cut the strings
that attach me to you permanently
-v.v
running out of thoughts
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Overflowing Again...
PoetryMy mind overflows sometimes so to keep from exploding i write all the thoughts down. Trigger warning: suicide, self harm, alcohol, rape, etc.
