Nothing is working
I keep repeating the same thing
I'm addicted to the people that hurt me.
I know I don't want to talk but I'm selfish and I need someone to listen to me. No one can handle me, not even myself. I have something inside me that been resting inside me every since I was a kid. Too many people in my life say that I'm here to fucking "listen" and they "won't judge me", but at the end of the day they always turn their back on me and I think it's for the best of their interest and mine.
I'm not ready for a relationship if I don't even know what caring for someone is.
I can't be there all the time I can't take the horror of other people's thoughts and I'm sorry for not being there and keeping the voices at bay.
I'm SORRY
I try to help.
I try and nothing helps. I cause destruction for others and can't keep my feelings a bay. I'm human. There is only so much I can take before I show you how I feel.
There is only so much I can take.
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"Guilt": A Poem Book
PoetryMy poems will try to explain the meaning of guilt. ººººººº Vote - Comment - Share