Somehow I haven't given
Somehow I'm still crying
Still bleeding
Still cutting
Still screaming
Somehow people are able to stay
Through the anger
Through the despair
Through the pain
Somehow losing seems best
I'm tired
I'm hurt
I'm threatened
Somehow I'm always snapping
I'm sorry
I hate this
I regret it
Somehow I'm tired of feeling
Regarding friendship
Regarding love
Regarding family
Somehow I'm still broken
Heartbroken
Mentally broken
Emotionally broken
Somehow I'm sick
With pain
With depression
With blood
Somehow I haven't disappeared
From your life
From the world
From memories
Somehow I can't explain
Why I am like this
Why I can't explain this
Who I am
Somehow the temptation holds true
Of cutting
Of killing
Of crying
And it's funny now, that I can no longer
Escape
Because I have no choice
You want the best for me...
Then let me go
Because at least I have an escape
One that's
Permanent
YOU ARE READING
Fading Whispers
PoesíaA song is thoughts, thoughts are the heart. Well, here is my song, my thoughts, my heart.
