Charmour

Charmour Jun 4

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"We were never lovers.
We were two addicts sharing the same poison."

But only one of us overdosed.

#lovers #sad #reality #hope

Charmour Jun 3

How can I hate them,
when they taught me how to love
But never loved me.

How can I hate them,
when they taught me how to care
But never cared about me.

How can I hate them,
when they taught me to live
But never cared if i died.

How can I hate them,
when they taught me to speak
But never spoke with me.

How can I hate them,
when they taught me how to shout for help
But shushed me when I tried to scream.

How can I hate them,
I don't now—
I just started to hate myself..

I don't hate them now..

#sad #hate #unloved #childhood

Charmour Jun 2

Hair!?

I used to cut, them inch by inch.
Everytime I was hurt,
Everytime I felt overwhelm,
Everytime I wanted to cut my sk!n.
As if removing inches, would remove memories.
As if shorter strands, could lighten the weight on my shoulders.
I cut them when I wanted a new start
Thinking I have finally let go..
But I haven't,
I still cut them.
Everytime i feel too much,
Everytime I can't let go,
Everytime I feel I'm not enough,
I just cut them
Again trying to start fresh....

Why can't I let go and start fresh..?

#sad #hair

Charmour Jun 1

Deeper

Sometimes I wish they hurt me physically
So that it would hurt less as days pass
It will fade of with time
But all they did was
Hurt with words
Words which had power of knife
The knife which went straight to the heart
And stabbed
Which stirred up a deep scar in the brittle heart
Nothing could ease the pain
For the reason that no one saw it
The scar was heavy
So it when deeper and deeper
Just like that deeper into an abyss

It stabbed right in the brittle heart....

#sad #toxic #childhood

Charmour Jun 1

They Never Listen

Why can't they just shut up—
for once—
and listen?

Why am I always the one
expected to hear,
to nod,
to stay quiet,
when they don’t even see
what I’m going through?

Why can’t they ask
what I feel like—
just once?

Why can’t they think about me
for once?
Why can’t they see
I’m dying a little
every day?

Every time I try to speak,
they brush it off
like it’s nothing—
like I’m nothing.

And it makes me feel like ****.
Makes me scared
to open my mouth again.
Makes me regret
ever opening up at all.

Because the truth is—
they never listened.
They never heard me.
They never even tried.

And it’s because
they don't gave a **** about me.
Maybe they never did.

Why can't they just listen to me ...??

#sad #unloved #parents #unheard

Charmour May 24

Dying...

She who is afraid of sharp things
Who's afraid of needle
Who's afraid of being physically hurt
Who's afraid of getting cuts
Who cries on the smallest invisible cut
Who tries to protect herself from getting hurt
Who can't stand blood
Who's afraid of dying
Who wants to live
Who wants to explore
Who wants to be lively
Who wants to be happy
Who finds happiness in the smallest things
Is now c*tting herself
Just to know that she's alive
Just to know she isn't dead
Just to feel relieved
Just to escape her life
Just to bleed all the pain out

#dying #pain #sad #trauma

Charmour May 24

Crave

I crave for their affection
I crave for their love
I crave for their appreciation
I crave for them to love me back
I crave for them to be there for me
I crave for there to notice me
I crave for them to listen to me
I crave for their time
I crave for them to stop comparing me with my brother
I crave for the things i know I'll never get
To atleast be happy with me
But it's not gonna happen
I know it won't

I want them to love me back....

#unloved #sad