Why can't you get out of my head
because of you I'm trapped in my bed.
With all the bad that surrounds the world
your the worst of them all.
I hear you everyday trying to start a war
with you and me
battling it out to the death
while I can hear you yell "BLEED!"
While you win the battles I'm trying to stay alive
with every swing of your sword
I put myself down just a little bit more.
I guess I'm just not cut out for this thing called war.
No one sees the bloody fights,
no one sees how I'm trying with all my might
all they see is the smile,
but in mine I see the lie.
I cry everyday because of you
hiding behind "I'm fine"
praying under the pew,
trying.
I don't think I can win
because I'm too weak
so I'll keep cutting my skin.
Wanting to just bleed.
YOU ARE READING
The Forest of Life
PoetryI know poetry isn't for everyone, but what about some about everyday life. Struggles, fun, health, and many more things that we don't talk about. So this book will be filled with poetry that I'm not afraid to post because I want to start the convers...
