Yes I do
Hiding from the crowd
A mind
That nobody can understand
So I'm scared
Because
I have been
Locked in a room
With no clothes
Making my thoughts
Stronger
So many pills
To shut me out
Still thinking the same way
When I wake up
The only way to be free
The thought of
Ripping my heart out
Insane
I hate the labels
Stop kicking
I jumped
The thought
The thought
The thought of
Me taking my life
Feels for filling
But
I'll never
Say it out loud
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Comments1
An interesting poem of mental state. Most unusual and gives the feel of falling in with the author
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