The misery inside is blinding me. I'm lonely and nothing feels homely. I worry; you're gonna try and hurt me. I weep and cry myself to sleep so that no one sees that I'm weak.
The pain is always churning, burning away the safety.
PULL THE TRIGGER! SAVE ME!
I might be going crazy... but I think you all hate me.
Please wake me, these night terrors they chase me and take me.
They make me feel that hatred, no escaping. So I stare blankly, no more laughing joyously.
Remote; I've suddenly become aloof. Falling off the roof just to escape the truth.
Cuts no longer release that energy and the plot, like gravy keeps thickening. So I hold it in and close the ends, paint my face so I can pretend; nothing ever bothers me just more problems posing
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LaDricka Wright
I write poens when I get inspired.
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