It's getting worse...
Pain is begging to rule,
It's controlling me.I wish I had more time,
But I can feel it all coming to an end.
I can feel my heart turning to dust,
I can feel it breaking, and breaking.I know I'm done for,
I know the end is near.
I can feel it coming to an end.I'm tired of the pain,
I'm tired of feeling unwanted,
People care... Just not enough...
At the end of the day you will all forget me,
I become a distant memory even though I am not.
If I am not and people think I am why not become what people think, become a memory of the past.
Become what you fear most.
Let the demons in.
Let them hurt and torture you,
Let them cut off your tongue to discontinue your voice.
Let them end all of your pain,
Let them end the past and in their image create a new you.It's all your fault,
You are unwanted,
You will never be enough,
Just stop the pain.
End it
End it
End it
End it
End it
They all scream at me. I can barely hear anymore. I can't hear my own thoughts through the pain. You will be forgotten
You will be forgotten
You will be forgotten
Get out of my head.
It's dark
What do i do,
Save me
Hear my cries
Give me something to grab onto.You search for more and leave me behind,
Leave me in the dark,
Leave me at the mercy of my demons,
You are tearing me apart brother why
Why am I not enough
Best friend why all the pain
Connor why all the pain, why the discontinuation of life, why
Why heart fill your hole
Please brain stop thinking
Please kill yourself.
Please end it
End your pain
Stop the voices
End it
End it
Surrender to us
Give in to us
Do not resist us
You won't win
It's too much help me.
Save me from myself before it's too late.
It is too late...May 18, 2017
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PoetryThis collection of poetry is my story. This is all the things I struggle or struggled with within myself, and most of these things I've overcome. The purpose of this collection is to help y'all understand that you're not alone. Enjoy.