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soooooo...

Every second of every day is torture.
And nobody understands this horror.

My heart, you ask?
Did you really thing that it would last?
Feelings are for the weak.
Is that what you think I am?
Just a bitch, a freak?

Melted; forever gone.
In a new day, a new dawn,
Maybe I'll get a new one.
It would be broken again-fun.

Every second of every day is torture.
And nobody understands this horror.

I'm drowning here. Alone and forgotten.
Soon, everything of mine and even me will be rotten.
Dead and disgusting; I already am, but let's make it worse.
I try not to care what you think, but now my voice is becoming hoarse.

Let me be. Let me be.
Death is what I call for. To be gone forever.
My heart weighs more than a feather
For someone has died; and I think it was me.

Shout, yells, hiss, scream.
In life, everything is horrid. It's a theme.
While I lay here in my own sorrow mourning,
Please head to my warning.

Life is not as it seems.

It's horror.
It's torture.

Now please leave me here to die.
Then, and only then, my soul shall fly.

Sticks and stones may break your bones,
but words will never hurt you.
The greatest lie of them all.

They drop likes stones in water.
Ugly. Fat. Chubby. Stupid.
Mocking me. Teasing me.
I hate them. I hate them.

Please leave. Please leave.
I don't want to hear you.
BEGONE I SAY!
LEAVE NOW!

They shouldn't come in the door.
They shouldn't pass.
I can't help in. They're in now.

Scared as anything. Help me.
No, don't. Don't help me.
I'm not worth it. Not worth anything, really.

I wish I was a shade or a shadow.
I'd never have to have to be seen.

I am trapped in a silver metal cage.
I'm not in danger but I am not safe.
Lurking in the shadows hides my own rage.
My legs, they bleed but not because of chafe.

I see the birds flying; free in the air.
Here's hoping that I should join them one day;
Without feathers or wings that I can flare,
Here on the ground I must now always stay.


It's a work in progress, dearies.

Poems really do help when I'm upset...