Having someone say
Something nice
When you know
It's a lie
Is like
Getting a door shut
In your face.
And the door has
Knives on the back.
And when it shuts
You fall into a hole.
And in the hole
It's all dark.
And you're afraid.
And then you hear
The voices.
The ones that say
You
Aren't
Good
Enough.
Good enough for who?
Doesn't matter.
Why you aren't good enough?
Doesn't matter.
Nothing matters.
Because when you're trapped
In your head
It becomes a dark,
Dark place.
And it's even worse
When the world has already
Shut a door
In your face.
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Poetry of a broken heart
Poetry[COMPLETE] Poems of a girl. Poems of a sad girl. Poems of a sad girl who needs to find the will to live a little longer. Even if that implies sharing her thoughts with the world. Even if the world won't listen, she'll keep shouting for help. (P...
