My Dark Poetry

Let go

I hate this life,

I wish I had a knife,

Maybe then I wouldn't feel so helpless,

And worthless,

To the people around me,

They don't see who I'am,

And who I want to be.

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I always wanted to be pretty,

And skinny,

So I began to starve myself,

And cutting my self,

I thought this was right,

So I went to bed each night,

With a growling stomach.

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My parents suspected,

But I never confessed,

I kept lying,

Because I know I'm already dying,

On the inside.

Why not kill my self?

Why can't I just let go?

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I want to let go,

I promise to watch from heaven above,

This place was never for me anyway.