Falling into the space below,
Falling back into my darkness that shows.
Flying up out my head,
are all these words that I have said.
Over and over I think these words.
Worthless,
Pointless,
Ugly,
Non-deserving...
And I believe them...
How can I run away from somthing inside,
even after I have tried,
Pills, cutting, nothing works.
I just sit there in pain,
It always hurts.
I'm insane,
because I think this all some game.
All made for fortune and fame...
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryMy second book of poems, love these poems a lot, I love all of my poems for that matter.
