Fake smile
Fake laugh
Fake everything
Fake
You're fake
Breathe
Breathe
I can't
Breathe
Your hands close around my lungs
Cutting off all my air
Your hands holding me down
By my hair
Down to the ground
Get off me
Get off me
No
No
Stop
I don't want this
Stop
I don't want this
Get off
Why
Why do you do this?
You see me on the floor
In a ball
Sobbing
Mascara running down my face
Because makeup
Is the
only way I feel beautiful anymore
You've taken that away too
My beauty
My home
My image
My happiness
My kindness
My strength
My everything
You were my everything
My dad
And now you're my nothing
YOU ARE READING
My Voice Through Poetry
PoetryDepressed + gay = poetry 🤯 ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: including (but not limited to) self-harm, abuse, mental hospitals, eating disorders, and suicide.
