9 pm I'm off to bed
To fight the demons in my head
And shed the tears i cant contain
Behind locked doors to show the pain
10 o'clock I wonder why
I was given this lonely life
Staring in my mirror again
Wanting to look like my friend
11 at night, I should l sleep
But I'm counting scars instead of sheep
Tracing patterns on my thighs
And thinking where to cut this time
At midnight blood dries on my wrists
Giving into the painful bliss
Sneak into the kitchen for pills
Little white ones, there's pain to kill
1 am I lay alone
Wondering if I'll ever have a home
A broken one's all I got
A little better"s all I want
2 in the morning to call you, my love
And tell you bout the things I've done
It's been a rough night, but the same as the rest
Still you drive over and crawl into my bed
3 so early, I feel your warmth
And wonder if you feel my hurt
Do I pain you when I scream?
Do you want a different me?
4 o' clock I finally rest
Nightmares and memories put me to the test
I toss and turn and awake in your arms
I'm sorry if I've done you harm
5 am please wipe my tears
Shield me from all my greatest fears
Because even when I lie to you
I want you to carry me from the hell I knew
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Hurt Me Further
PoetryA series of poems I've written. Really depressing. Some are stories of my life. Others are just my descriptions/actions of and based on depression and PTSD enjoy :)