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I hurt so much inside
From all my feelings that I hide
so much pain that I can not explain
So much torment
That I can not express in a comment
Im so lost in my life
that I always turn to my knife
Its sad, But its true
That I thought I’d always be safe with you
But love is always deceiving
and deceiving breaks you down to grieving
and the grieving turns you heart to numb
Than the thought of living becomes so dumb
I cant hide this any longer
Because my sorrow is growing stronger
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
Before all of this comes crashing down and I break
I say goodbye and become one with the sun
Please forgive me for all the wrong I’ve done
From all my feelings that I hide
so much pain that I can not explain
So much torment
That I can not express in a comment
Im so lost in my life
that I always turn to my knife
Its sad, But its true
That I thought I’d always be safe with you
But love is always deceiving
and deceiving breaks you down to grieving
and the grieving turns you heart to numb
Than the thought of living becomes so dumb
I cant hide this any longer
Because my sorrow is growing stronger
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
Before all of this comes crashing down and I break
I say goodbye and become one with the sun
Please forgive me for all the wrong I’ve done
Literature
Over Angsty Black
Sometimes my mouth is sewn shut
(by your disapproving glare)
and all I can do is inwardly cringe.
Sometimes my eyes are pried open
(by a harsh society)
and I cant look away
(even if I wanted to).
Sometimes my blade is too dull
and I can only get blood by stabbing
(me. you. anyone.)
Sometimes Im free to do as I will,
but I still cant move.
(Fear is a powerful thing)
Sometimes it's me with over emotional moments
scribbled in my angsty notebook,
but all you see is black eyeliner
and my inadequate description of how I (truly) feel.
Literature
Sharpened Steel
Sharpened Steel Against Willing Flesh
Sometimes I think you are my only friend
You lay cool and refreshing against my hot skin.
A single twist and I wonder
How hard do I press to draw red?
You bring me pain without remorse.
You scar me without fearing
You send my heart pounding without a single breath
You draw truth without lifting the judges gavel
Narrowing to the finest of points,
You bring redemption in the form of lines in my flesh
Yet not once do you scream how terrible I am.
The crimson stains on my desk are added love.
Because with you I find freedom.
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This is another one of the poems that i wrote during one of the numorous break ups him and i had.
© 2004 - 2024 XxBunnyxX
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i like it