What hurts the most is having that ache in your heart.
What hurts the most is never feeling good enough.
What hurts the most are your words that haunt me in my sleep.
Everything hurts because of you.
I try to push your words away, but they are to powerful.
I hope to see the glimpse of joy in your eyes when I walk in the room.
What did I do to deserve all this pain.
I don't want to feel so sad, but every word I say pushes me further and further away.
Your words
They destroyed me.
Your actions
They made me hatful.
I hate myself because of you.
Now I stair at the wall blinking away the tears, but it never seems to end.
When will I be free
When will I start living my life
When can I finally be me.
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Dark Days
PoetryThe darkest day are yet to come. Who knows where this world is going to take us. I am lost, i am forgotten. Aren't we all? Welcome to the Dark Days.
