I'm exhausted, in every way possible
I'm exhausted
The volume of the music at its peak
It's the only way to drown out the thoughts
They tell me to do what I know is wrong
I try to keep myself going
But I don't want to anymore
I'm exhausted
I hate myself... my mind, my body
I hate who I've become
I hate who I see in the mirror
I don't even recognize my own reflection
The chaos and the noise have become unbearable
They call my name and I hate the sound of it
Why can't they see that I'm barely hanging on?
Anger has become a constant weight on me
I don't know where to put it anymore
It's too much for me to carry
The signs are there
Why can't they see?
I'm literally crawling in my skin
Screaming on the inside
I'm ready for the sun to set on my time
I'm ready to say, "Goodbye"
About the Creator
Mercedes Chavez
Come with me, lets go on an adventure together, see the world through my eyes, let me paint a picture with my words, I promise you will be able to feel what I felt the first time I experienced it. Love, sadness and everything in between.
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Quoth
Unnoticed, the clock struck into the next day. Before my eyes, as midnight came and went, the words on the pages over which I poured blurred together. Meaningless under my over-tired gaze, they looped around themselves, slowly winding lines of text twisting themselves into knots as I watched, barely awake enough to do more than notice the change.
By Alexander McEvoya day ago in Fiction
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Gosh, this was soooo relatable. I've been ready to say goodbye since I was 10 but the sun doesn't seem to set on my time, lol. Loved your poem!