"tearring" poems
The words of his
is bitter posion going down
down my throat
surgeing pulseing through my body
tearring me apart
so alone so afraid
of this posion going through me
not quit sure what to do
whats to come next
more bitter posion
death death of my innocent soul
torn and tortured by his bitter posion
Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 11:44 PM UTC
I know I couldn't do that to them or you
It's just every thing is tearring me up from the inside out
Everyday it gets harder and harder to stay
Trying to pretend like everything's okay
It's making it hard to stay
My heart is heavy and all these things I've kept inside
Is catching up to me
Three years of avoiding talking about my problems and keeping sh*t inside my head
Makes me want to try new things instead
Alcohol Pills smoking a spliff to get high
Made things 100x worse
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 10:05 PM UTC