The falling cold summer rain
Mocks the tears on my cheeks
Sleep lately is so exhausting
Waking up is just painful
In my dark empty room
I stare at the dry wall
Voices echo in my mind
Fills me with negative thoughts
Longing, regrets, pain, and questions
So many things to ask, yet not one answer
I know I should stop
I'm only hurting myself
Yet the pain is intoxicating
The pain, the pain I'm drunk on pain
Its so easy to hurt than be happy
So I choose to hurt, I runaway
I run away from happiness
Pain becomes the comfort
Its the closest thing to feeling alive
If pain is gone I'm no longer alive.
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Dark Emotions
PoetryCollection of poems detailing my dark thoughts. Here I put into writing feelings I can't express. Screams that are unheard.
