(Warning, if this even seems slightly triggering please stop reading I don't want anyone to feel upset by any of these, depressing, mentions of smoking, pill popping, alcohol abuse, and self harm)
Smoke another one
To help the pain
Why won't this anxiety go away
I've been trying
But I keep on lying
Not just to myself but to everyone else
God why am I such a fucked up mess
Gotta get better
But it's getting even worse
I can't stop the voices in the back of my head
They wont go away
They won't stop
Why won't they go away
Drink one more
To forget it all
Wake up and do it all again
It helps the numbing feeling stay for good
I can't think
It helps me sleep
It blocks out the noises inside my mind
It's too loud
It won't stop
I need more
It makes me smile
Makes me laugh
Why am I this fucking bad
I don't want to feel anything
It helps me feel free
I don't want this feeling to ever leave
Pop another one
Almost empty bottle
Got a headache
Just one more
It won't hurt me
A few more won't kill me
It stops this shaky feeling
I can't seem to get enough
Empty bottle
Where'd they go
My last bit of sanity
It's tainted me
But I can't stop
I need more
Started out as something small
Could be mistaken as something done by the cat
But they got worse and deeper
Red crimson flowing so quick
My new favorite colour
So many scars already and adding more everyday
I'm used to the pain
Wrists, arms, waist, ankles, thighs, shoulders
Running out of space
So I gotta wait
Carving words into my skin
Worthless, disgusting, whore, useless
Not the art I should be doing
But it's so hard to stop
When I'm addicted to the pain
I don't want to stop
Makes me feel in control
Makes me feel so numb
I am so fucked up
Done all four
Still addicted to some
It's so hard to stop
The damage is done
Close to giving up
But I know I'll keep going
Am I stupid for doing so
Hell even I don't know
I'm fucked up
So messed up
Why the hell am I still here
I liked doing those things
I know they hurt me
Could kill me
But I didn't care
It felt good
Damn it felt so great
To have my life on the edge of the line
Call me insane, crazy, idiotic
So many more words
But you wouldn't get it
You don't know my reasons
But the world will keep spinning
With me still here
To go on another day
Stuck with hell to pay
But this is what life does to you
It fucks you up
Take it from me
I know it does
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Poems (Discontinued)
PoetryThis is just some poetry I wrote, it will be sad and depressing. I really don't know what else to say...um...read it if you want...Oh and I own all of them...don't take them please...bye
