their words prepared
the noose from which
I hung myself
that cold winter
morning.
their words whispered
and repeated themselves
in my ear
day after day,
night after night.
their words haunted
and invaded my dreams,
disturbing the equilibrium
that existed in my mind;
dreams turned into nightmares.
their words flowed
with the blood that
I forced to be shed
from my wrists, my thighs,
my everything.
their words prevented
me to be open with those
who really cared about me,
causing me to believe that
everyone hated me and wanted me
dead.
now:
their words have disappeared
and
so have I;
I surrendered to
their words.
Jun 22, 2013
Jun 22, 2013 at 7:16 PM UTC
their words prepared
the noose from which
I hung myself
that cold winter
morning.
their words whispered
and repeated themselves
in my ear
day after day,
night after night.
their words haunted
and invaded my dreams,
disturbing the equilibrium
that existed in my mind;
dreams turned into nightmares.
their words flowed
with the blood that
I forced to be shed
from my wrists, my thighs,
my everything.
their words prevented
me to be open with those
who really cared about me,
causing me to believe that
everyone hated me and wanted me
dead.
now:
their words have disappeared
and
so have I;
I surrendered to
their words.
always have been bulled by some teachers and kids
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