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Poem... 'leave me'
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i wrote this last night.. heres a link to my thread about it all..
could be triggering.
http://vbulletin.thesite.org/showthread.php?t=146732
guilt rips through me
like the blade to my skin
as her cries pierce the air
along with my heart
and through my silence
i scream
because i cant do it
fight this fight, any longer
my blank gaze annoys you.
but ive felt so much pain
ive learnt to show no emotion
and avoid the pity
yet in this moment
i let some trickle out
with the tears that trickle
down my cheeks
as i savour our last chance
until the day i will be free
which seems so distant
i wonder
will i make it?
as more dark
black times
stare me in the face
how i remain i strong
i do not know
i expect to breakdown soon
as i so desperatley want
to turn to a knife
or something sharp
maybe a drink, even a drug
i feel so desperate, right now
slowly the strength is seeping
out of me
i sit on the stairs in silence
listening
too scared too look
and find my grandmother
or feel the joy to see, she is ok
yet the disappointment in me
painted across her face
after 40 minutes
sat shaking
the phone rings
i hear my grandmother pick up
and know the worst
i cannot hear the conversation
and still, im too scared to enter
i return to my room
and banish all emotion
whilst i try to ignore
the thoughts in my mind.
my sister murmurs in her sleep
i walk in and stroke her hair
check shes ok
after her nightmare
and as she falls asleep again
i kiss her cheek
and leave behind a tear
i walk out silently
lest she know tonight
and worry,
like me.
but the selfish part of me
wishes her to know
so that
maybe i could
let her in my room
hold her close and comfort her
and feel i have some use
after causing all this
Me,
the Heartless Bitch
could be triggering.
http://vbulletin.thesite.org/showthread.php?t=146732
guilt rips through me
like the blade to my skin
as her cries pierce the air
along with my heart
and through my silence
i scream
because i cant do it
fight this fight, any longer
my blank gaze annoys you.
but ive felt so much pain
ive learnt to show no emotion
and avoid the pity
yet in this moment
i let some trickle out
with the tears that trickle
down my cheeks
as i savour our last chance
until the day i will be free
which seems so distant
i wonder
will i make it?
as more dark
black times
stare me in the face
how i remain i strong
i do not know
i expect to breakdown soon
as i so desperatley want
to turn to a knife
or something sharp
maybe a drink, even a drug
i feel so desperate, right now
slowly the strength is seeping
out of me
i sit on the stairs in silence
listening
too scared too look
and find my grandmother
or feel the joy to see, she is ok
yet the disappointment in me
painted across her face
after 40 minutes
sat shaking
the phone rings
i hear my grandmother pick up
and know the worst
i cannot hear the conversation
and still, im too scared to enter
i return to my room
and banish all emotion
whilst i try to ignore
the thoughts in my mind.
my sister murmurs in her sleep
i walk in and stroke her hair
check shes ok
after her nightmare
and as she falls asleep again
i kiss her cheek
and leave behind a tear
i walk out silently
lest she know tonight
and worry,
like me.
but the selfish part of me
wishes her to know
so that
maybe i could
let her in my room
hold her close and comfort her
and feel i have some use
after causing all this
Me,
the Heartless Bitch
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