I love him Does he feel the same? The dark shadow has become Wild and difficult to tame He's the only thing normal in my life Far different from the blood and the knife I have gone so long without Barely getting through this emotional drought So many secrets I have kept Overthinking and hoping to die In the morning start all the lies How am I? Fine What's wrong? Nothing When in fact, I've never been fine I've always been hurting In the mirror I look in disgust Looking left and right, no one left to trust In the mirror I see the monster Staring me down Whispering bitter, empty promises Tormenting me A permenant solution To a petty situation Another red line Another scar Chills run down my spine The knife's not very far I have to resist I have to try I can't break the promises Right now... I can't die
Once again, I just had to let some feelings out on paper. This one does somehow reflect what I'm going through, but part of it's just nonsense. Sorry if it sucks, I don't really care.
good job writing instead of doing. I love that you can rhyme consistently through your poetry. I can't manage to do it, all me stuff, or most of it is free verse, so great job!