They say no one is perfect
But I'm the furthest from it,
One slip one fall
And you've lost it all,
No one knows
How far I'd go
I'm unpredictable
And unreliable
And quite frankly, unstable
I cannot stay strong-
Oh god where did I go wrong?
There's no cure for my pain
I've been locked in chains
Of pure suffering and trauma
I don't want this drama
The white healing lines
Turned to red many many times
Standing in front of the sink
I'm right on the brink
Suicide on my mind like mud
My tears mix with the blood
I'm such a goddamn failure
My fucking life should end here
I feel like I'm going to throw up
Why'd I have to be a fucking screw up//
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9.12.14
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POETRY
PoetryMy way of getting the feelings out. Volume I •Published very out of order• •Feedback is always welcome• •© 2013-2015• (Was Some of My Soul but I got tired of the flowery hipster name so) ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Cutting, depression, suicide, emotional...
