Free me from these shackles of heartache
Save me from my own self destruction.
Conceal me in my sorrows.
Bind me to my faith,
Shame me for my foolish ways.
Hate me for my naive mind set.
Regret my existence.
But never say I did not WARN you.
I am flawed.
I am imperfect,
My veins are filled with acid.
My heart is dark and cold.
Everything I touch disintegrates.
Leaving piles of ash behind,
A storm of coal and falling ashes.
I am flawed.
I am imperfect.
Through my eyes I see darkness.
I am darkness.
I feel nothing.
I hear nothing.
I am as cold and vacant as heart.
This poem is basically just about life in general. Wether you are recovering from something, or have just hit rock bottom. You come to a point where you feel like nothing matters or nothing you do is good enough. So you shut yourself down and just bottle everything up. Til you come to a point in your life when someone or something might change that. Please comment, lie, vote, share.. I just really want my writing to be read. Much appreciated. 🤘🤘💕💕
