Pain feeds on the soul until there is nothing left but pure and absolute hatred.
Self-condemning, mind numbing, absolute.
Hold it in until it eats your soul into nothingness.
No one understands the outbursts.
Who even listens when you cry?
No use to talk.
It doesn't even matter anymore.
Wanting to disappear,
to hide from the real problem.
Dying alone inside.
Who listens when you cry?
Pain devoured the soul there is nothing left but pure and absolute hatred.
Self-condemning, mind numbing, absolute.
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Oh, my. Disturbing. I know this element of anxiety. I know the anger level and how it doesn't do well held inside. Afraid of getting sick, I'd say. Physically.
Bless your heart. Not going to counsel at this point. Just letting you know that the point was made very accurately. I'm glad we have a place to hang our hat...upset or otherwise.
Also, I won't critique this for form since it's so personal.
I have several of these.(Spitballs From The Balcony) is one.
Thank you for bringing this to the table. It will help others more than we know.
Good write!
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