My past, my future, my life

by I always end up killing myself in the end   Jun 23, 2009


My heart aches, it screams,
I fall to my knees and cry.
My eyes are calling to you,

I'm crying, but no one is listening
leave me here on the outside.
Broken paths cannot be mended, feelings erased
Even as time moves at a progressive pace.

Hate becomes like a soft loving home to me.
It controls my mind, fills every surface, it's like my own little sanctuary.
It cradles me and holds me tight, it's the only thing that loves me and I love it right back.
It has a pull on me, yet I don't have to fight.

The pain runs to my core,
It burns into my heart,
I wish I couldn't feel,
My soul has been ripped apart.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Katie Lady

    Meant to say sad in the last comment. sad but beautiful. cant even do that right sheesh.

  • 8 years ago

    by Katie Lady

    I love your writing.
    this is how i feel every effing day.
    it's but beautiful. truly a masterpiece, love the last stanza, i hope time heals all
    5/5 just a mistake

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