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Stop sticking your pins in my sides I'm not an avatar for someone else's pain I have enough wounds of my own that need to heal so stop trying to make me your voodoo doll because I'm not built for that kind of pain no not at all I know I've done a lot of wrong I know I can't do any right but stop punishing me because of this it's nowhere near worth the fight. So please I beg you against my pride stop stabbing me violently in the side dispiriting my body and reaping my soul because you know I've nowhere to go I'm trapped imprisoned inside my own head the same thing that helps keep me awake could turn on me And I'd wind up dead. I can't escape my mind And I can't get it right if I got up any measure of nerve maybe I wouldn't be writing this tonight I keep trying to exorcise these ghosts upstairs but they keep coming back to life
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
The Human Voodoo Doll
Stop sticking your pins in my sides I'm not an avatar for someone else's pain I have enough wounds of my own that need to heal so stop trying to make me your voodoo doll because I'm not built for that kind of pain no not at all I know I've done a lot of wrong I know I can't do any right but stop punishing me because of this it's nowhere near worth the fight. So please I beg you against my pride stop stabbing me violently in the side dispiriting my body and reaping my soul because you know I've nowhere to go I'm trapped imprisoned inside my own head the same thing that helps keep me awake could turn on me And I'd wind up dead. I can't escape my mind And I can't get it right if I got up any measure of nerve maybe I wouldn't be writing this tonight I keep trying to exorcise these ghosts upstairs but they keep coming back to life
neroameealucard
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
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