Insecure

Insecure

A Poem by Flower Child

I used to be safe,
I used to be strong,
but my insecurities have returned
and who I was is gone.
You were my refuge, 
you were my shelter;
the only one to make me feel safe.
Where did it all go wrong?
How can we make this right?
I'm sick of all the bloody tears,
I'm sick of all the fights!
I crave for the cold blade,
the taste of fresh, warm 
blood.
As the storm wrecks all inside me
and i drown in my own pain,
my shattered soul still walks around
like me
and you can watch as the life drains
from the deep cuts on my wrists
and my dark, twisted eyes:
and then
you watch me go insane...

© 2013 Flower Child


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sometimes when a relationship reaches this point is better to sit down and set an ultimatum its never good for the person who's getting abused to sit down and continuously take this often times it even becomes a form of Stockholm syndrome for them. this is a good write it catches the feeling of insecurity and pain within a relationship crude and vividly its almost like i felt the pain myself .but like i said in these types of relationship is either you fix it or you stop it .

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Flower Child
Flower Child

Upington, South Africa



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