My mind likes to plays tricks thinking I'm fine but next there's blood dripping down my wrist.
It's getting harder to hide all the feelings and thoughts I hide.
Only makes it worse when there is not one kind face that's willing to discover what's going on inside.
But Rejection is the best protection who can i trust if "Satan was an angel once"
But wait wouldn't it be good if someone noticed my pain and helped me get through this for at least a day
or do I just risk adding more pain and anger that won't go away because of people who "love" me turn their backs on me day by day.
YOU ARE READING
The enemy
PoetryThis is a poem of a time in my life where I was going through deep struggles of trying to find out who I really am
