I’m slowly falling face first
I can feel myself hitting the pavement before it’s even happened
I can taste the blood from my busted lip
I can feel my nose beginning to bruise
But this pain is no comparison to the internal pain I feel
My internal pain is fucking me up
The voices in my head are screaming
There’re tearing me apart
My heart clenches
My mind is fucked up
I’m fucked up
My pain and wounds on the outside heal
But
My pain and hurt on the inside only get worse
I feel as if I’ll never recover
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Author:
Jaay (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Wow! I'm curious to what is causing or is at the root of all this pain...? Is this about a day-to-day person, or is this about you? If it is about you, it helps to talk about it.... just saying. Interesting poem
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