These unheard screams in my head are begging for you to save me and they've gotten so fucking loud that I sometimes forget that I've never said them aloud. I'm constantly yelling at you and yet you hear nothing, I always hear them, they're so fucking loud. Why are they so god-damn loud? You are hurt and broken, don't you understand that I am too? We could help each other. The voices are trying to make you love me and so am I but you can't hear what I'm saying in those rants, in between every word and every breath I take sounds like I'm screaming. Can't you hear them? Why am I the only one who can ever hear those judgmental cries for someone to actually love me so that I won't feel so alone in all of this. Are all of these emotions one- sided or are you just afraid to admit them? Please, tell me; I need the truth before I grow too attached and you have to let me down 'slowly' and I turn back into what I was before. Please, just tell me.
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Depression Is My Kryptonite
PoetryA jumble of extremely depressing poems written by me. And ramblings that feature mood swings every other second. Oh well.
