- Sometimes I'm afraid to live for the pain is loud inside
- Freely I wish I could confess that I feel secure to hold on for my other option is suicide
- I don't want to be locked down in a place
- Where because of your internal scars you're made to feel like a disgrace
- All I can say is society is the reason why people like me arrived here
- A mind burnt out and torn apart and sometimes silently we shed tears
- I didn't choose to be this way
- A hard thing to do is to carry on through society and pretend like your insides aren't hurt and broken enough, it can also be so hard to imagine another day of silence in rivers of pain as you rest your head against the wet sides of your pillow case and lay.
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Author:
The Angel With A Broken Wing (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem may be triggering for some people so be aware.
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Comments2
Powerful poem. Thank you for the read.
firstly, I laud the steps
you tried to take
to prevent your words
causing hurt
or unwanted, reactions
to your readers;
I truly wish more of us
can learn
to take that extra second
of consideration, for others
while we're inking out
our suffering, caused
by other's: ill-consideration...
(a raw, emotive write
that reads, true and rather
'matter of fact', in its details
and not, so poetically embellished
it has lost
any of its original, grounded perspectives)
thanks for sharing, dear poet
please, try to remember
its much better, for us
'all and any of us!'
to 'seek' help
rather than, wait
till we 'need' help
in life..
stay strong!
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