I feel torn.
Broken and screaming out
For no one to hear.
I’ve sliced my wrist to escape the pain.
Hiding in clothes so no one will know.
That I hurt On the inside and out.
I feel torn.
Do I leave this world and go to hell.
Or do I wait for him to take me up. At least,
That’s what people say.
If I kill myself I sign a deal with devil,
Promising him my soul.
Or do I live?
In this world of pain and cruelty.
To love people, but not be loved back.
I hurt inside.
I want to die.
Just end it all.
No one would care.
I’m broken
Left out in the cold.
In this crappy hellhole I call home.
With parents who could care less.
I just take up space in there nest.
I’m like the ugly duckling,
Except he turned into something beautiful.
I’m just torn
Broken
Shattered.
I’m screaming in my mind, why do I stay and live when no one of my kind
Accepts me.
I have faith in God’s plan,
But what if?
I stray and end it all.
Would I go up or down.
Meet God or the Devil?
WHo really knows.
SO what if I stray from the plan of perfection.
No one cares for me anyway.
I say every day I’m fine
When really,
I’m dying inside
I love but am not loved back
I’m hated and left out in the cold of this crappy hellhole,
That I call home.
I don’t have a reason,
Not anymore.
I once was happy,
Never without a smile.
What happened to me?
I ponder my mere existence every night I lie awake.
Sure I have things,
But I have nothing.
I am torn.
I am hurt and screaming out
For no one to hear.
I’m fading away, into oblivion.
Would they even care.
If I left.
No, Of course not.
I’m lied to every day.
I am a disgrace.
I’m just so torn.
Broken.
Shattered.
I never mattered.
Who am I?
No one really.
It’s just me,
Nobody.