I know that no one is reading this, but sometimes when the day is gone and you are just sitting in the shower pondering on how you are so fucked….bottle up….you have friends….they support you but….no matter what anyone says you just feel like a worthless piece of shit who subsided to one maybe three more cuts…..
When life is so goddamn formal.
I’m weird, strange, and even reckless.
When all I want is to be set less .
But she’s… she’s so perfect and faded.
Her eyes are shaded.
But I am to be imperfect and to feel threated be the world.
So in corners I stay curled .
I want to be alive again this is what I want, so this is where I become the desperate.
You have to give me some credit .
Thoughts become idol .
Even suicidal .
My soul is aching.
All I am no longer faking.
Is it possible that my wants, dreams, and hopes are against me?
I guess if you want something, there’s always a fee.
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#itsokay #iwannaletgo #somtimes