Yin
Yang
Both compose
Me
Good
Bad
WIth me,
They are,
Balanced
I am
Everything
Yet to some,
I am nothing
One day,
I was given
To a small child.
The child was
Hopeful.
Loved me.
Couldn't give me up
For anything
At first.
But I crashed down
With
Wave
Upon wave
The child began to
Hate me.
Why?
I'm just doing
What I was made for
Produce,
Good times,
And,
Hardships.
Both equal,
Yes?
But the child,
Didn't want me
Anymore.
It hurt for me
To leave.
It hurt the
Poor,
Poor,
Child.
I didn't want to go
But,
The child made me.
I was nothing but
Pain.
Perhaps,
I am not a good thing
Perhaps,
I am not balanced
More bad,
Than good?
I suppose.
But that's just how
I am.
Aren't I?

The sun breaks the night,
and the moon breaks the day.
Yet, both live in harmony

I'll stop the whole world,
from turning into a monster,
right in front of me.

I stayed up,
all night,
waiting,
for the sun,
to come up.
Then,
it dawned on me

I can't stop thinking about you,

And how you hurt me.

How I stayed with you,

Even when you did.

How long i waited for you to change,

How much i changed to keep you.

How much you used to mean to me.

I cant get you out of my head



I lay awake at night,

Wishing for it to end,

Waiting for my thoughts to escape me,

Wanting things to be different.

Trying to stay strong for you,

Hoping something will change.

Wasting time trying to be perfect.

I can't get you out of my head.



You said you loved me, but never showed it

You said you needed me, but never called me.

You said you wanted me, but did you really?

I left for a good reason,

A great one.

I hate everything to do with you.

But why does a small part of me,

Still care?

I can't get you out of my head



Get out of my thoughts,

Get out of my mind,

Get out of my dreams,

Get out of my nightmares,

Get out of my heart,

Get out of my life,

Get out of my head.

Why do i feel so alone?
Why does it feel like nobody cares?
They say they do, but they don't act like it.
They don't show it.
I want to feel loved.
I want to be important to someone.
I want to be able to love someone
without getting hurt.
Not physically hurt.
Much worse.
Emotionally.
Mentally.
I have more scars than there are to be seen.
Not all of them are visible
Not all of them are touchable.
Not all of them can be healed.
But each of them are on the inside.
Each one is different than the next.
Some deeper than others.
Each one tears me up inside.
I cry for relief.
I cry for the pain to go away.
I cry to be loved,
wanted,
appreciated.
I cry alone.
No one can hear me.
I cry inside.
I cry by myself,
to myself,
inside.
No one sees it,
I hide it well.
My smile is not real.
It's my camouflage.
They see me as fine.
That's how I want it to be.
But in truth:
im not
I never was.
Never will I be
No one can help me.
I'm too far gone.
There's no fixing this.
There's no fixing me.
Not now.
Not ever.
They broke me.
Not my heart.
Not my brain.
Me.
All that I am.
All that I was.
I'm gone.
I'm not me anymore.
I'm what's left of what I was.
My heart,
my mind,
my body.
Nothing is the same.
I've changed.
I can see that I have.
They can't.
No one can.
I hide it.
I hide it with my emotions,
my mentality,
my,
happiness.
My feelings,
all gone.
I'm empty.
There's nothing left of me now.
No hope,
No love,
No pain.