And everytime I wanted to slide the blade against my skin, I reminded myself how bad it messed you up.
I wish you remembered me too when you pushed your fingers down your throat.
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And everytime I wanted to slide the blade against my skin, I reminded myself how bad it messed you up.
I wish you remembered me too when you pushed your fingers down your throat.
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There’s just this pain that no matter what, won’t go away. It’s stuck on my skin, it goes through my veins. And when I try to hide it it scares the hope away.
I felt like a bird with powerful and agitated wings who was made to fly around for eternity but was trapped in a cage and suffocated with toxic air.
May this guilt leave me before it takes me.
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Take me to the rooftop
I have no idea how I survived this long and I don’t think I’ll be able to survive any longer.
This anger is beyond my control. Like a bug that creeps into your house and no matter what you try you can’t get it out. It just flies under your nose taunting you.
There’s this constant feeling of waiting and waiting and because the present doesn’t feel right. But is it not right because I said it wasn’t ?
It feels like a curse has been put upon me and there’s no cure to save me from my misery.
I’ve been feeling this way for so long I’m not sure my brain is growing up anymore
I searched for peace everywhere but then I realised that I am peace. I smile at strangers. My friends come to me when they feel upset because they know I can help them carry their burden. Not only friends, stranger or people I just met even. Everytime I go outside I meet a new friend, a cat or a butterfly. They follow me around and show me the path of a life that loves me. That wants me to realise that all this time I’ve been stuck in my head needs to come to an end. A whole world is waiting for me to realise my potential. Imagine how great I would be if I wasn’t just peace to others, but to myself.
I'm starting to think I'm stuck in a dream
I can be anything. I’m a blank canvas. Brand new.
And when my brain gets quiet, that’s when I feel the most alive.