A few pages torn out,
A thousand words put to rest.
For there is so much doubt,
My mind is like a tempest.
A thousand words put to rest.
For there is so much doubt,
My mind is like a tempest.
Sniggers, side remarks and scolding,
They are regular visitors in my head.
Sometimes it makes me feel like my entire world is folding,
Making me believe that no one is my friend.
They are regular visitors in my head.
Sometimes it makes me feel like my entire world is folding,
Making me believe that no one is my friend.
"Please, please someone rescue me!" I shout.
I need a trusting hand to pull me out.
The darkness is swallowing me up,
I am scared that one day i won't give a fuck.
I need a trusting hand to pull me out.
The darkness is swallowing me up,
I am scared that one day i won't give a fuck.
Writing this, my thoughts tell me it's not good enough.
That the pattern of rhyme is wrong.
I wish i could show myself more love
And maybe one day write a happy song.
That the pattern of rhyme is wrong.
I wish i could show myself more love
And maybe one day write a happy song.
Tonight i chose to fight my demons,
To learn to love myself.
I am terrified of my emotions,
But i need to break out of this shell.
To learn to love myself.
I am terrified of my emotions,
But i need to break out of this shell.
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