I was afraid
Of what they put me through
The years I couldn't see
Their hate had blinded me
I was fragile
And they could sense my tears
Before my heart even knew
It experienced pain
I'm sick of people telling me
What they think I should believe
Teasing me to locate and see
My very unique vulnerability
And how tempting it must be
To try and break through me
Let me run some way to capture me again
But I'm still here telling people
How I found myself between
All their cruel words, busy
mending pieces of my heart
Showing I won't fall apart
Just as easily
I was broken
No help to heal my mind
No one to see me cry
To say I will be fine
I was disturbed
The world seemed so unfair
Nothing to get in here
But all this misery
And now
I'm sick of people telling me
What they think I should believe
Teasing me to locate and see
My very unique vulnerability
And how tempting it must be
To try and break through me
Let me run some way to capture me again
But I'm still here telling people
How I found myself between
All their cruel words, busy
mending pieces of my heart
Showing I won't fall apart
Just as easily
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That Deep Shit I Can't Live With(out)
Poetry//06.09.2018// EDIT// The new stuff I posted here is deep and thoughtful philosophical stuff and I believe it to be actually good. So please enjoy and please remember: I don't mind comments, especially not the meaningful and constructive ones.
