* Me.

* Me.

A Poem by Bleeding Ink Anthology
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An old one. :)

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Leave me.

Leave me to my own devices, these thoughts I have don’t mean anything.

Leave me to what I have always tried to be, unaccepted and unlike you

Obvious.

Abused thoughts and in my mind I can see

All this s**t that happens and all the people around me

When I talk and think

It’s like you’re the same person as me

It’s like I can feel you in my body

Ripping at my skin

Tearing back my thoughts

And searching me within.

 

Have you ever felt like you couldn’t go on.

Have you ever lost the one person who made you strong

Picked you up when you fell, sent you to sleep with song.

 

The one person you’d love for ever, even when you said you wouldn’t

The one person you never hid your feelings from

Not once, not never, not even in the beginning.

 

Hate me

Hate everything I am and becoming

Hate me because I don’t care anymore hate me because I’m just me

Stupid

All this crimson running through my veins

Circulating, making my dead heartbeats remain

It’s like I can’t breathe even though my lungs expand

It’s like I can see you but I need someone to take my hand

It’s like that you can’t see me as I’m standing within you

It’s like you don’t want me, peeling back my skin

 

Have you ever felt like you couldn’t go on

Have you ever lost the one person who made you strong

Picked you up when you fell, sent you to sleep with song

 

The one person you’d love for ever, even when you say you couldn’t

The one person you never hid your feelings from

Not once, not never, not even in the beginning

 

 

© 2008 Bleeding Ink Anthology


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