i think im tired of fighting for everyone else
when nobody fights for me
i ask them all to stay but they all find a way to leave
and they leave me broken and scarred and bruised sitting in a corner of a room crying until i cant breathe and my eyes and throat are raw
im tired of begging people to stay
and im tired of getting attached to any thing that shows me the tiniest but of affection
but most of all,
im tired of going to sleep thinking that i am alone.
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i think i am evil
Poetrywhat have i turned into who was i before? before madness? before pain? who did i used to be? where did i go? my heart has broken over and over, is that what made me evil? i have built iron walls around my heart and mind, nobody is getting in, and n...
