I had a streak
I had a goal
I had peace
Then I fell
I fell for lies
I fell for him
I fell into my darkness
I can't see the light anymore
It used to just be a little farther than I can reach
But he stomped on my hand, making me fall
I thought something would be at the bottom
A trampoline of sorts
Expecting it to bounce me back
She was there at the bottom
An angel in the darkness
An angel who bleeds and cries
I want to help her
I want to wipe away the blood and tears
So I can hold her forever
But am I wanted
By my angel
By my savior
By my brother
By my mother
By my father
The one who drinks
Then complains of pain
The one who fails
Then claims to be holy
Why did I not end this long ago
Why is this back
The sadness it crushing
I just want to breath
Why can't I breath
Let me be.
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Brain Flow
PoetryThe brain can be a very scattered thing. Thoughts racing. No train of thought. Our words are often lost in the vastness of this world. Half of our thoughts vanish in an instance. Which is why it is crucial to write thoughts down as they happen. I us...
