10.09.20
I've been where you are, I know it's so hard
with the anger consuming, and the darkness surrounding
it's like you don't even have a friend, it's just so lonely.
The sadness hides behind anger,
the anger takes it out on the people you love.
Yet deep down I see kindness, deep down,
past all the hurt and anger.
I want to make you happy, I want you to smile.
I let you vent to me, even though I was wrapped up in my own problems.
The way you ranted, I didn't know what to say,
quietly brushing my tears away I tried to be positive
I tried to help you, I tried even though I was in such a state.
I still want to help, but I don't really know how.
We're both so broken, there's too much pain there,
but broken people find each other
and when they do, they take a good long look.
Despite how complications and shattered
they're beautiful, they're breathtaking.
When broken people find one another it's like a gasp of breath.
It's like they find whatever part of them that they lost
they finally find someone who understands.
Broken people are so damaged, but unbelievably alluring
in their own way.
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PoetryI've cried too hard for too long as I debated death. Over and over, all I wanted was a quick overdose, a quick way to escape the pain. Until the guilt set it and made me realise, suicide feels too selfish. Instead I turned my sadness into art and my...
