Is this really how it's meant to be!?
Am I really meant to be like this!?
In this constant cycle of being ok for a short while then getting destroyed over even the smallest of things!!!!
Why!!!!?
Fucking why!!!!?
Why am I like this!!!?
Why can't I fix it!!!!?
Why can't I fix myself?
Why?
This cycle that never ends
I'm ok
I'm not
What the hell am I!!!!?
I'm really am beautiful
No the fuck you're not!!!!!
I'm fine
Like hell you are!!!!!
Life is worth it
No it's not, you should end it!
I have people, things, stuff to help
Not really
What happens when they are gone
Alone again
But I'm not alone
It's in my head
The screams
The whispers
She won't shut her mouth about how horribe,terrible I am
She's me
I'm the victim
And I'm the monster
Who can be my hero really?
Can I be?
Can I even have a hero?
Can I be stopped? Can I be saved?
Can this cycle be stopped?
Can it?
Can it really?
The original picture was not mine but
I edited it so that was my finally product, the whole poem was mine. This came from the heart and means something to me. It just felt like writing and had an idea, not much though so I wrote as I went on.
Thank you for reading it! More will come soon~
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Consume Me
ContoJust a bunch of random Poems, Short stories, and writings I came up with. Warning- a lot of dark and sad topics
