Falling

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I'm emotionally unstable, my life is a mess, I love someone but it's complicated, bullied oh my oh my how could they when in fact to them I have a perfect life, put on a face and smile in front the camera, make sure to have manners and greet each other, when your feeling down just look around people are dieing, hungry and your sad cause of WHAT!? Your problems don't matter it's time to grow up your this old and all you do write and do art get into the real world but also leave it behind as your goal is one a person cannot define. From young you were taught to read and write that you would be the best or face the consequences of non existence but then you stood up you finally had enough, though still keeping up. You started talking just for kicks and laughs then realized it healed a couple of things so you continued on you fell head over heals for your prune charming if not but it didn't last long the world came to play then the darkness started coming back and eating you away you tried to tell them you said you needed help but they wouldn't listen said you should listen to yourself so you went to the one person you thought that you knew but in fact that person was only using you, still you put on a smile had it plastered on was there for everyone while your head hit the ground still you cared for them never letting them know cause evertime you let it out they use you and go big your done being used your done being told what to do so you walk to the kitchen, and you open the draw pick up a knife and say child think twice but it was already to late you were already dead not physically dead you are still alive bit you picked up the knife of despair and continued on with this game called life. Full of emotion scars with no real friends to care but you know that for sure your shadow will be there even though you wish she wasn't that they would just go away the evil is coming and every day your falling for it.
Hi guys it's leoma123 um I'm honestly not sure what this is really about its just all my pent up emotions come out in my poems sorry lol. I'm sorry it's so sad and gloomy but I'll try to keep it upbeat and a little less real
Xoxo leoma123

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