II. [Under The Influence]

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She stood alone in the mirrorFinding every imperfection tearing herself apartShe held the blade in her hand Contemplating where to start

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She stood alone in the mirror
Finding every imperfection tearing herself apart
She held the blade in her hand
Contemplating where to start

Every weekend involved underage drinking
She was under the influence of pain
Every thought in her head invaded by thinking
She couldn't take those pills again

The voices in her head hated everything about her
She hated everything too
Would she play in traffic just for a little bit
Or tie a noose that made her blue

Jump from the top floor she wouldn't be able to have an open casket
She never looked good anyway
The green dinosaur dangled from her keychain
Her brother would want her to stay

He still had that light in his eyes and not a thing to worry about
She pitied him not knowing the truth
Their parents never cared and it made her want to shout
It made her want to cry it made her want to feel it made her want to leave






✨that was a lot. I'm virtually hugging you guys✨ *wipes your tears*










Hey besties🤍
This is something I'd previously written for a teacher I didn't have time to write something new I've been busy with homework 📚

This week wasn't too bad for me. It was much better than last week. I also smoked this week so👉🏾👈🏾...

I am sorry if this poem is too sad. I am not encouraging any of you guys to hurt yourself.

I won't tell you it's okay but I will tell you it's okay not to be okay💜

💜Stay safe besties

This is a place for my sad and upsetting poetry and short stories. Feel free to comment and know you are not alone in feeling alone. I love suggestions and new ideas so please feel free to share with me 💜. I go through a lot as most people do 😵‍💫and even though I'm alone it's nice to know I'm not alone in feeling alone. There will be tears, screams, bitter laughing, silence, and whatever else and that's okay as long as you express yourself.

I experience depression and anxiety on a day-to-day basis. I'm trying to be okay 👍

"Don't die on me bestie and I WONT DIE ON YOU" 🥺

🛑 I encourage anyone feeling they're going to take it there to GET HELP and call 📞 ☎️ 📱 +1-800-273-8255(national suicide prevention line)🛑
‼️IM ALWAYS HERE ALSO Privately MESSAGE ME I WILL RESPOND‼️

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