As I listen to the turmoil,
Inside and outside,
I try to remember what happened,
But remember…I cannot.
As I listen to the chaos,
Inside and outside,
A wave of emotions comes crashing,
Crashing like an ocean.
As I listen to emotions,
Insides and outside,
I feel them take over,
Crying out in frustration.
As I listen to the fight,
Inside and outside,
I know there is no use,
For there is no hope.
As I listen to thoughts,
Inside and outside,
The battles is being fought,
Between lies and truths.
As I listen to the turmoil,
Inside and outside,
I curl into a ball,
Because I feel so alone.
As I listen to abandonment,
Inside and outside,
It whispers “No one is there.”
And takes command.
As I listen to these whispers,
Inside and outside,
I slowly start to believe,
I believe that I am forever alone.
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The Battle Roars. The Scars Multiply. The Pain Never Ends.
PoesiaThis is just a bunch of poems I wrote when I was in a bad place. You might relate to it. It's about struggles and thoughts and thing. And it's just the honest truth about things. You might see lines repeated. Probably 'cause I liked them a lot, hehe...
