I like to write poetry as a way to express my feelings and be free.
I wanted to share one of mine in hopes that other author's will share their work as well! It's very theraputic for me.
Every move I make is criticized
With all the things you've had to say not once have I heard you apologize
Always at a loss for any form of encouragement
But quick to put me down and point out my flaws
As if I could forget, you've always been there to remind me of past regrets
I'm fighting for that chance when I can leave this all behind
But I'm haunted by these ghosts that kill the inspiration
A hole so deep brings lack of motivation
Living life in a distressing state,
An anxiety prone pessimist
Hoping that it's not too late
Poetry - possible trigger
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Battle Within
It's rare that she sleeps
All the stress makes her sick and she finds it hard to eat
Slowly this pain kills
Still she refuses to speak
Now there's a craving for that peak
Every day that she gives in just makes her more weak
Her sins have become stuck on repeat
With every goal incomplete
and a feeling of despondency,
she cries and she weeps
Not a mark to be shown
She lay bruised and scarred in defeat
She sees that you're worried
So begin the lies
how she tries and she tries
but behind closed doors she sits
disconnected from the world
as her brain starts to fry
She's found her key to her joy from the stranger inside
Her escape from reality
ignorance shines through
'Cause it's the devil in disguise
Unaware that her dreams are being used as a sacrafice
There's a rush flushing through the tainted blood in her veins
Self affliction is ignored
When she's distracted finding beauty in glass stains
So she continues to lie to herself and deny that she's dieing inside
Screaming from her eyes
Save me
She cries
A stubborn mouth sewn shut
She can't compromise
All the stress makes her sick and she finds it hard to eat
Slowly this pain kills
Still she refuses to speak
Now there's a craving for that peak
Every day that she gives in just makes her more weak
Her sins have become stuck on repeat
With every goal incomplete
and a feeling of despondency,
she cries and she weeps
Not a mark to be shown
She lay bruised and scarred in defeat
She sees that you're worried
So begin the lies
how she tries and she tries
but behind closed doors she sits
disconnected from the world
as her brain starts to fry
She's found her key to her joy from the stranger inside
Her escape from reality
ignorance shines through
'Cause it's the devil in disguise
Unaware that her dreams are being used as a sacrafice
There's a rush flushing through the tainted blood in her veins
Self affliction is ignored
When she's distracted finding beauty in glass stains
So she continues to lie to herself and deny that she's dieing inside
Screaming from her eyes
Save me
She cries
A stubborn mouth sewn shut
She can't compromise
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