Insane

poem by: Destiny Morey
Written on Sep 20, 2014

Everything I seem to do.
No matter what.
It turns on me.
Trying to stay strong.
I can't keep my head up.
It's getting hard.
The cuts are getting deeper.
It's becoming to much.
They're saying it is my fault.
But the memories are to blame.
My mind is becoming blank.
The tears are getting thicker.
the pain is wasting time.
Blood is turning warm.
There is more and more.
I can't keep it in.
It's spilling on the floor.
My tears are no longer water.
I'm crying out the blood...
Everything is black.
I'm falling to the floor.
I am no longer sane...

 

Tags: sad, depressing, deep, scary, pain,

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Jerry Bolton commented:
Oh boy do I ever relate to these words of yours, Destiny. Yours is an unenviable point of fact. And yes, things which happen in life does, at times, drive us insane, if only for the short time.

 

 

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