deepundergroundpoetry.com
My true self
They see my scars
Asking "why"
I process the times everything
The pipe
The blade
The bottle
The pills
The meaningless nights
I say why not
All I ever knew was to get hurt
Nothing matter
My health
My body
Not even my mind
They asked "are you broken"
I say broken is something that can be fixed
I have been disintegrated
Asking "why"
I process the times everything
The pipe
The blade
The bottle
The pills
The meaningless nights
I say why not
All I ever knew was to get hurt
Nothing matter
My health
My body
Not even my mind
They asked "are you broken"
I say broken is something that can be fixed
I have been disintegrated
Published 11th Mar 2015
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 627
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
11th Mar 2015 2:33am
11th Mar 2015 3:34am
