Black lies

i have a dirty conscience 

lined square with my heart

and with each breath i take 

it's always the next i regret

i need you more than the air in my lungs 

i'm bleeding

my antidote from afar

i dream of meeting you. again

i'm screaming

they ignore the words that are said

and punish me for speaking 

i'm breathing, i'm sorry

i'm not what you asked for

but sometimes the best suprizes come that way

not with a pretty bow, string, tied up nicely 

no, i am not a gift you can return

and i am not mercyful

i will continue to walk my path 

towards a destiny you cannot control

i will continue to lie,

my beautiful lies

i will bleed the truth, cuz you cannot see it

i will die

then you'll see

if it wasn't for you i would've had the cure

then you will see all the scars you were blind to

cuz everytime i tried to tell you, you acted like it was nothing 

i believed you

and i will never go back to the hell i was in

cuz now i know what it's like to live

and i love you, but i also love him

now i hate you, and i also hate myself 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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