Riptide

Riptide

A Poem by Ghost writer

She's been caught in the riptide of suicide, too many things filled her brain and it drove her insane, she never had faith she never wanted fame, all she ever did was cry in the rain, all the people told her she couldn't remain, and she believed them because she had nothing to gain, her mind a runaway train, until there was no blood left her her veins, yet nothing changes it all stays the same, so it can happen all again, a girl whose afraid, a boy who feels the same, caught in a riptide again, all they ever teach them is shame, and how to feel afraid, there's nothing wrong with their brains, what if they're not insane, they just need someone to tell them they're not to blame, to prove there's truth in the claim, they just need to stop spilling blood on the page, that it won't make things right if you try to cut it away.

© 2021 Ghost writer


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Such an intriguing write here, emotional as well

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Added on January 19, 2021
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I'm a ghost, part of me is, part of me is a shadow but we don't talk about that part. We lock that part in the closet and don't let it reach us. I am also a writer. P.S. formerly known as WeakFreak more..

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