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a poem about cutting, loss of hope, and having no one |
| My Heart Poured Out on Paper (a poem) Hope was never there Now i just sit and stare stare out into the darkness waiting for something to see who I really am This agony is peace as it drips i find release release from the numbness eating at my soul Start to see who i really am just don't believe it I feel I'm insane always knowing im not the same the same as everyone or as sane as everyone cuz im not But you don't see who i really am Trust has been distilled ans your cup is being filled with the false truth and false beliefs about who i really am Anger i feel by will just so my hearts not still still with thinking of you cuz you're the only one that sees who i really am Now i want you to know the truth and the battles i've been through because your not scared like i am. By Nicole Barnett |