I look around my upside down room.
A reflection.
My face growing pale.
My emotions like the blood pouring from the razor cuts.
My mom begs me to eat with teary eyes.
My tears join hers from the depths of my jungle.
Nightmares consume my nights.
Nightmares consume my days.
Pills litter the floor of my room.
A pill for-
Everything-
Falling to pieces-
My heart-
Shattered-
The pictures of my past-
Tears like a rollercoaster across my face.
I yell at my savior.
Pills.
Another Jesus.
Another nobody
Save me?
I scream at the pain that is my own doing.
Blaming others is my last resort.
My only resort.
You see through tainted blazing blue eyes.
You see the beauty of life.
You see a reason to live.
You see happiness.
What the hell is wrong with you.
What the hell.
Cry for me.
Pity me.
Slap me.
Use me.
Hate me.
I don’t care anymore.
Take me out to the curb.
The garbage truck is coming today.
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your sadness is too great...keep writing and use it as your therapy because you are too talented to be used and thrown away...thank you for sharing yourself
peace
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sometime we feel so useless like a garbage ...but ou have family which is really love you, at least your mum.
Try to do something good for other and keep saying positive things to your self (inner talk) ..you will find that by sharing your love to others it is the best medicine .
Thanks for sharing this poem...hope you are ok now
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WOW
What else can I say? In the first stanza I thought OH NO a slasher poem, and although this is that a little it is SO MUCH MORE. You have put so much pure emotion into this poem I wanted to reach out and tell you things do get better. Hold on tight. And if you can write like this than you are most definitely not worthless or so much trash that needs to be taken out to the garbage can. Not with this talent.
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Oh the pain and emotions in this write you are not alone I've been right here many times you do not have to stay here you have choices today...hope you have a bright sunshiny day today...
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Oh the pain and emotions in this write you are not alone I've been right here many times you do not have to stay here you have choices today...hope you have a bright sunshiny day today...
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Oh My Max, I feel your pain and wish I could snap my fingers and help you...this journey is all too familiar ...and NO you are not garbage..very good , i hope you just keep penning and get all that crap out and stay with us....I am always here for you!
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I love the way you take me on a journey through complete and utter hopelessness, pain and fear. Can I ask who the tainted blue eyes belong to......is it the mother. Is it she that should hate....?
Thank you for a thought provoking piece....it makes me feel helpless.....I want to take away the pain
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Haunting piece, but I enjoyed it. Great write, please continue!
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