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I'm so sick of not being perfect
I'm sick of hurting people
I'm tired of doing nothing right
I'm tired of holding back
Let me scream
Let me lash out
Let me show you the other side of me
And try telling me you still know me
Everything confined inside
It builds until I almost burst
My eyes grow heavy
My fingers claw at my arms
Tear out my hair
Twitch for the blade
I hold back
But I can only hold so much
Then I do it again
I screw up
I hurt
I break
And I fall again
Self-loathing is almost a comfort
I often wonder why
Why am I this way
Why am I messed up
Answers won't be found
I'm sick of hating myself
I'm sick of hiding it too
I'm just tired of the pain
I'm tired of taking it out on myself
Let me hide in the dark
Let me face it once again
Only through self-destruction
Can I build the true me
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I wish I wasn't this way
I wish I knew how to stop it
But it's there
I only hope you still accept me
I find comfort in one
One person
Who's eyes aren't blind through my self-hatred
Who can tell me the truth
The truth I have to learn to accept
However hard it may be
I'm not all bad
I'm told by her there's nothing wrong
I'm fine the way I am
But how is someone so messed up
Fine?
There are moments I see the light
See the good in me
But its grip is weak
Holding onto the edge
Doesn't take much
To make me fall
However, I'm often caught
I've been given the strength to climb
And the bottom is now far
Far down
So I'm caught
I'm saved
From myself
The me that waits at the bottom
To my savior
Thank you
Without you I'd still be weak
I wouldn't climb
I'd lay at the bottom
Stepped on by the other me
The devil inside
Overcoming this me
The me you saw
The me you saved
You keep me climbing
You're the light that waits at the top
You're the one that catches my fall
I'm sorry I don't make it easy
There are times my strength wanes
Falters
Fails
But you don't seem to give up
You still keep me going
One day I'll make it over the top
One day
I'm sick of hurting people
I'm tired of doing nothing right
I'm tired of holding back
Let me scream
Let me lash out
Let me show you the other side of me
And try telling me you still know me
Everything confined inside
It builds until I almost burst
My eyes grow heavy
My fingers claw at my arms
Tear out my hair
Twitch for the blade
I hold back
But I can only hold so much
Then I do it again
I screw up
I hurt
I break
And I fall again
Self-loathing is almost a comfort
I often wonder why
Why am I this way
Why am I messed up
Answers won't be found
I'm sick of hating myself
I'm sick of hiding it too
I'm just tired of the pain
I'm tired of taking it out on myself
Let me hide in the dark
Let me face it once again
Only through self-destruction
Can I build the true me
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I wish I wasn't this way
I wish I knew how to stop it
But it's there
I only hope you still accept me
I find comfort in one
One person
Who's eyes aren't blind through my self-hatred
Who can tell me the truth
The truth I have to learn to accept
However hard it may be
I'm not all bad
I'm told by her there's nothing wrong
I'm fine the way I am
But how is someone so messed up
Fine?
There are moments I see the light
See the good in me
But its grip is weak
Holding onto the edge
Doesn't take much
To make me fall
However, I'm often caught
I've been given the strength to climb
And the bottom is now far
Far down
So I'm caught
I'm saved
From myself
The me that waits at the bottom
To my savior
Thank you
Without you I'd still be weak
I wouldn't climb
I'd lay at the bottom
Stepped on by the other me
The devil inside
Overcoming this me
The me you saw
The me you saved
You keep me climbing
You're the light that waits at the top
You're the one that catches my fall
I'm sorry I don't make it easy
There are times my strength wanes
Falters
Fails
But you don't seem to give up
You still keep me going
One day I'll make it over the top
One day
Literature
Missing Pieces.
I am a missing piece. Something that someone needs.
But at the same time, I feel so incomplete.
I’ve wandered way too far, wondered for far too long
Am I a missing piece? Or a piece that won’t belong?
Is it possible I’m damaged and not missing at all?
That I’m just as dysfunctional as everybody else?
Pretending to be perfect never softened a single fall.
But neither did admitting that you’re broken and flawed.
A broken missing piece. Is that all I’m meant to be?
There is no master plan that includes the likes of me.
Being all alone, it’s a hurt that will not cease.
A hundred thousand years from now
Literature
Comic Book Hero
We met in the Summer, I was single and free,
So fragile and sweet, he took care of me.
He was so much fun, exciting and new,
It was all so amazing, too good to be true.
Like a comic book hero, he swept me away.
He promised me the world, the night and day.
But his heart was untrue, his words were lies.
No comic book hero, but a villain disguised.
Our romance was deep, like Superman and Miss Lane
Iron Man, Miss Potts, Spidey and Mary Jane.
He impressed me with gifts, and words sublime,
Affirmations of how he would always be mine.
Like a comic book hero, he swept me away.
He promised me the world, the night and day.
But his hea
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I bet you cut
"I bet you cut yourself," he says and it takes
All of me and more, and there is nothing to take. I laugh
and cry a little inside. Die a little more and smile
"Of course not."
He stares at me and it's like one of those dreams where you're
Naked and I want to shove my guts in my mouth and burn in Heaven,
rip my scalpel through my thigh, throw my skull at a window and let the
Pain in my body overwhelm the pain in my heart.
"I'm joking," he says and I think I should feel bad for him, instead I
Hate him a little. He's grinning and I think about how I'd love to
Carve his face into the Joker.
"I know," I say and I hate myself a little, t
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This goes up and down a bit... I was thinking about making it 3 separate parts (3 deviations) but I changed my mind and just did it all together...
yeah... sorry it's so long... just had to get it out I guess... not edited, so sorry about that, it just kinda came out...
by the way, I'm talking to different people at different parts of this... myself included in one or two I think...
yeah... sorry it's so long... just had to get it out I guess... not edited, so sorry about that, it just kinda came out...
by the way, I'm talking to different people at different parts of this... myself included in one or two I think...
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omg this made me cry. I can't believe that someone finally put my feelings into words perfectly. Thank you so much.