What are you looking for?
Featured Topics
Select a topic to start reading.
If you are in crisis and need immediate help, please call 1-800-273-8255 (NSPL) or text HOME to 741741 (Crisis Text Line). More resources.
My soul has burnt, their words turned it to ashes,
the pieces of the broken mirror shimmer
and cut the veins, I paid all the bills,
the pain made a nest inside my genes.
To see the next day with new eyes,
with my blood to charge the heart, with tears to sail
to a place
where there is no loneliness and the past is all
past me.
But I thought the scars would be my new words,
and would they cease the hurt ...
My soul has burnt, their words turned it to ashes,
the floor is cold when it's covered in despair.
The smile is the armour of the better me,
but the true one is hidden below my clother, below my skin, below my veins,
it pulsates in rythm and I doubt it'll ever stop.
And I pray to find my
rescue
to stop seeing me in you,
to be whole again and to smile
without the pieces stabbed inside my throat.
To feel life inside my fibres. Now there is nobody left
to save me. The victim will turn into the savior.
The spark of hope warms the need of air.
Please, do not give up. And maybe there will come a day, only maybe,
when you wouldn't feel alone and rotten, shattered and broken.
You will look into that mirror you built though the pieces of all that pain
and you'll say: I survived, now I will live.
ND
If you see a comment that is unsupportive or unfriendly, please report it using the flag button.
More Posts
-
Trust - the most complicated emotion
Why should you trust anything that I say? Why should I trust anything you say? But most of all, why should I trust anything that I think or feel? Human being...
-
i dont know what to say
im so in love with him but he has these episodes where he gets drunk and doesn't like something i do(like today when i got us a lift home, even tho he asked to...
❤
ReplyThe easiest path has the tendency to be the one of little conflict. Who wants conflict on the road of life? But sometimes we have to face that which we run from.
Remember, pain is only a pulse when you take its power away.
Reply