Tuesday, February 22, 2011

I'm Right Here.

I wanna scream
And let everything out.
I'm deteriorating
Inside to the point
Where all I think
About anymore is


Suicide.


The word is so 
Dirty and 
Unclean.
It should be
Considered a
Curse word.


I'm 


Going to break.
It's tearing me 


Apart.


To the point 
Where I'm not
Myself anymore.


Disgusting. 


Fat.
Slut.
Ugly.
Bitch.
Stupid.
Whore.


So many words
Get thrown at 
Me. 


Every day.


I need, want
Help. Anybody.
I'm in here, 
Needing out.
I'm trapped 
Inside.


Can you find me?

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