The pain in my heart is unbearable,
My soul is like a empty black hole.
On my heart, there is a scar.
A scar that will never be healed.
The scar has been cut deeper and deeper over the years, from all my mistakes and embarrassments.
I tried to heal my heart and make the scare go away by looking at the good things in life. But. The bad memories come back stronger then ever before.
There are scares on my arm, the pain from the scares makes the pain in my heart go away for a short while.
My friends had told me to stop cutting but they don't know the pain that I have felt! Nobody will.
My black soul is empty, my black heart is wounded. I feel like a nobody from kingdom hearts, wishing to be whole again. But never will be . . .
Will I ever be whole? Or remain heartless?
I will just have to wait and find out
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mid night poetry( part 1)
PoetryAbout mid night poetry :collection of dark poems that I use to write or have written at night ! "I'm different. I will give you my treasure chest of darkness first. If you can handle that, then I'l...
