Lonely Attacks

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Am just gonna straight up,
tell you what's going on in this poem,
not in the mood to disguise my own pain.

I've lost two discord servers,
I'm losing one I like,
but not only losing you.
I'm losing me.

A path I keep walking down,
as much as I try to avoid,
there's only another option.
Darker.

I sighed, when one said not to do so,
but I can't see past this,
it's the fifth,
I've known you for a year.
It could,
it really could,
it really really even possibly.
You know the ins and and outs of me.

You saw me last year,
that I don't remember.
I was confused,
and lost as I am now.
I was fixed so I thought after college.
I never told you a failed it.
How could I?

As t long to dream,
to be finally appreciated,
I realise that with each step coming closer and closer, I keep damaging myself.
Scolding how I don't deserve pretty things.

I'm not even pretty myself,
regardless what you say.
I can't even run back to my own comforting man,
I just hurt him.
With Hannibal going round and round,
he can't tell me why I go in circles over,
and over again.
Attachment Issues,
I'll admit,
but why must I hurt myself,
why must I hurt myself,
why must I do it mentally,
and almost psychically,
the blood rushing,
as it's being tugged on.

All my life where ever I went,
someone,
something,
that one darn thing.

I'm happy,
I smile.

Then it's all gone,
every single time, and now that no one, or thing is doing that.
I feel responsible to do it myself.

I must.
Oh lord!
How I must!
Punish myself,
happy to falling positive.
Oh you're stupid!
You are stupid!
You're messed up!

And at the point,
I just wanna cry,
and have the guts to take this further. I don't deserve you,
I don't deserve anyone.
I just want to be left alone.
I just want to block everyone,
and live my life alone.

Crush-less
Friend-less
Human-less

Tonight as a tradition,
I'll squeeze the damn part that annoys me the most,
I'll think about me life,
before getting up and deciding if I want to block you.
It's not a Narcy Attack!
It's a Lonely Attack!

Please just believe me that I died, cause I'm not really worth it anymore.

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