My mind is killing me.
It's eating me inside out.
It tells me that my boyfriend
Likes another.
He always talks about her.
Thinks about her.
Compares her to everything.
He wants her.
I'm nothing. A piece of paper
That has been used and now
Being thrown away.
I don't want to think this but I can't fix myself.
I'm paranoid and so scared
Of being hurt again.
And I can't take the pain any longer.
And people say just stay and hug your pillow tighter but
I'm not a fighter.
I'm nothing to him. To everyone.
So why bother continuing on...
Hope this makes everyone happy
To see the failure gone.
YOU ARE READING
Loud Pøetry Spilled From The Quiet Soul
PoetryAll of these are mine. Not the Internet. Trigger warning. (Self mutilation, depression, anorexia, etc....) And my apologies if they aren't even slow to Bukowski or Anything....I just wanted to try
