Beautiful Suffering

Alex PB


Notice of absence from Alex PB
Writin' more and more poems is my job,
I shall write when Shakespeare is back.

Sometimes it's good to cry, 

Let all emotions out,

I'm scared to open up,

I'd rather die,

My inside is cold,

It's frozen with a broken heart,

I miss people that don't miss me, 

People don't miss me,

I feel like a failure to all,

My suffering does not end,

I cover up with fake smiles,

But sometimes they fade,

My suffering is beautiful,

I don't seek therapy,

I'm emotionally unstable,

I don't love life like I used to,

I don't love me like I used to, 

They don't love me like they used to,

They never loved me like they supposed to,

Now I don't know if there's anything else,

I'm simply crying for help.

 

  • Author: APB (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 25th, 2022 18:23
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 6
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