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Jade Lima Jun 2019
I'm the worst.
It's almost like a curse.
Can i lift off the debris?
At least it's kind of getting easier to see.
How did they make every problem me?
This hellhole is getting deeper and i just want to break free.
How do people feel superior degrading those that they see fit?
I don't understand, and there's nowhere i can sit.
My time is coming and i know i won't be missed.
But if i could trade this petty tragedy in, i'd be me without the sins.
Jade Lima Jun 2019
Prying into my life and destroying anything that ever held any meaning to me, like a parasite who can't stop feeding.
I can't decide whether i should try to be strong or focus on leaving.
But this is such a petty game, worse than the masquerade.
I feel a strong sense of shame.
And all of this just keeps getting worse by the day.
How can i figure out how to rearrange the fabric of my being, to one i can handle feeling and seeing?
i know i won't end up grieving, because as people come and go, they always end up leaving.
It's just a cluster of fuckery that keeps getting blown at me, like a machine gun that won't stop reloading.
Where the **** am i even going?
If i could find a way out i would take it.
**** the masquerade and this parasitic worm just fakes it.
How can you live your life feeding on the weak?
I guess i need to dust myself off and just try to breathe.
But i'm losing here and the alliance is too hateful.
I don't know if i care anymore i just wish i could turn the tables.
Jade Lima Jun 2019
How do you get yourself back when it seems that you've become everything you hate?
There's not much good left, and it seems that it's almost impossible to escape.
I don't want to have to succumb to the blade.
But when things only get worse, you can't help but want to turn the page.
So why do things always seem to stay the same?
The colours are melting together into a darker shade.
I guess i can say it's all the doing of the masquerade.
It started as a petty game, but now it's driving me insane.
Why did they have to form an alliance?
It's growing and i can't overcome all of the liars.
It's because of them that my time has started to expire.
So i guess i'll stay true to try to get out of the crossfire, and hope that this mess doesn't turn into anything more dire.
Jade Lima May 2019
What's left of my fate?
I don't have it in me to end it and escape.
Why can i no longer take the sting of the blade?
I feel nothing but regret and shame.
Why is life a constant game?
I don't have any answers anymore, but it's not only me whose to blame.
Jade Lima May 2019
Life is like a petty ******* game, and it’s driving me insane.
I don’t know why it has to be like this.
But to never return is my only wish.
I don’t get how people can do such horrendous things.
Playing on the weak and there’s no peace it brings.
So what’s with all of these given disorders?
I’m lost and I don’t care to be found I’m just trapped in a corner.
So how did things end up like this?
I don’t care anymore I’m just trapped in remiss.
Jade Lima May 2019
I guess it’s time to let the blade take away the torment.
Because there’s no hope for any of this to lie dormant.
People take things way too far, and I’m left with a permanent scar.
Nothing will fix my tainted being and heart.
So I guess it’s time for me to depart.
Jade Lima May 2019
I can’t fathom the mess of my mind.
I guess that’s why I’m always left thinking about my demise.
I don’t even have hope that things will work out for me in my lifetime.
So what’s with these plans?
Why can’t I find a new place to stand?
I can’t tell whose true from who hides behind their mask.
This life I live is no easy task.
So why does this all get projected onto and through me?
I try so hard but I can barely see.
And I’m no saint because it’s somehow always my fault.
Things got distorted and coated in salt.
So how do I just fix this hell bound trick?
I can’t figure enough out and it doesn’t really feel like I have a place to sit.
How the **** did things turn out like this?
Everything’s in remiss for me.
I guess I still have my sanity.
But I don’t deserve to ever find a key.
Because I’m made out to be the problem, it’s always ******* me.
I just wish I could fix this mess and continue to breathe.
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