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Prickling sensation Sinking down at a corner Head lowered into palms Hair hiding tear stains But I can't look up anymore No, I can't face what I'll see. And I'm never at peace Even if it seems so Lying between ripped sheets and pillows Fragile back turned at you Keep calling my name out I'm never gonna turn around. My ears listen, mind doesn't I'm alive but dead at the same time Keep yelling out I'm worthless But I can't look back at you anymore No, I can't face what I'll see. Your sweet abuses, kicks, lashes and whips Leave new reminders on my skin each morning All they end up doing is make me beautiful. Them tight slaps across my shameful cheek I'll fall on both knees, but I'll be smiling. Cause it doesn't hurt the least bit No, it doesn't pain anymore Hit me over and over, I'll lose count someday This body went numb ages ago Heart forgot how to beat ages ago. Don't expect me to get up once I've fallen Trying to shield my eyes from the ruins I'm in I can't stand up and look around me No, I can't face what I'll see. I'm in love with taste of iron Deep in love with metal on skin Blades make the best of friends They're the only ones who understand. But while they're at work Inscribing lovely illustrations on my skin Sight of blood sends shivers down my back It reminds me I'm still alive. So I clench my eyes shut, tight And suffer in silence under the night sky. Too scared to look down at those messages The night and blade have left me No, I can't face what I'll see. I'm running away, hurting Keep sprinting into the dark But I'm slamming into dead ends These tunnels lead nowhere but to hell and you I'm stranded in your wicked maze till my last breath. The ceiling seems the only familiar sight So used to staring at it for hours now All mirrors lie to me You'll wince, best look away I'd rather be a coward, head bent low Congratulating myself having survived another day Can't look up to see the mess I've become No, I can't face what I'll see. I can't.
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Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 2:59 PM UTC
poisonedapple666
I Can't.
Prickling sensation Sinking down at a corner Head lowered into palms Hair hiding tear stains But I can't look up anymore No, I can't face what I'll see. And I'm never at peace Even if it seems so Lying between ripped sheets and pillows Fragile back turned at you Keep calling my name out I'm never gonna turn around. My ears listen, mind doesn't I'm alive but dead at the same time Keep yelling out I'm worthless But I can't look back at you anymore No, I can't face what I'll see. Your sweet abuses, kicks, lashes and whips Leave new reminders on my skin each morning All they end up doing is make me beautiful. Them tight slaps across my shameful cheek I'll fall on both knees, but I'll be smiling. Cause it doesn't hurt the least bit No, it doesn't pain anymore Hit me over and over, I'll lose count someday This body went numb ages ago Heart forgot how to beat ages ago. Don't expect me to get up once I've fallen Trying to shield my eyes from the ruins I'm in I can't stand up and look around me No, I can't face what I'll see. I'm in love with taste of iron Deep in love with metal on skin Blades make the best of friends They're the only ones who understand. But while they're at work Inscribing lovely illustrations on my skin Sight of blood sends shivers down my back It reminds me I'm still alive. So I clench my eyes shut, tight And suffer in silence under the night sky. Too scared to look down at those messages The night and blade have left me No, I can't face what I'll see. I'm running away, hurting Keep sprinting into the dark But I'm slamming into dead ends These tunnels lead nowhere but to hell and you I'm stranded in your wicked maze till my last breath. The ceiling seems the only familiar sight So used to staring at it for hours now All mirrors lie to me You'll wince, best look away I'd rather be a coward, head bent low Congratulating myself having survived another day Can't look up to see the mess I've become No, I can't face what I'll see. I can't.
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Poor little fly Fighting just to survive No one saw it's demise but me As he struggled not to freeze First he flew in little hops But to soon that stops Then he walked in endless circles in the Sun's rays But soon that too gave way Now he lays frozen stiff I wonder if me seeing made a diff That this little flys last moments on earth Didn't go unnoticed, and to a little poem had given birth This poor little fly's fight Is a lot like my own sad sight Wonder if anyone sees my slow decent How this life is leaving me bent Wonder if when I finally freeze and die Will anyone notice and wonder why Or see how I fought to survive Just like that little fly
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC
Pauline_Morris
Wonder if it Made a Difference
Poor little fly Fighting just to survive No one saw it's demise but me As he struggled not to freeze First he flew in little hops But to soon that stops Then he walked in endless circles in the Sun's rays But soon that too gave way Now he lays frozen stiff I wonder if me seeing made a diff That this little flys last moments on earth Didn't go unnoticed, and to a little poem had given birth This poor little fly's fight Is a lot like my own sad sight Wonder if anyone sees my slow decent How this life is leaving me bent Wonder if when I finally freeze and die Will anyone notice and wonder why Or see how I fought to survive Just like that little fly
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