Poems from caitybug98
I am bipolar, I have PTSD, and I have depression. I am a suicidal hypocrite telling other people that it isn't the answer. And writing is my escape from reality. Staying Strong Always And Forever.
Too often,
People are ignored,
Treated like they don’t exist,
Too often,
People are left alone and bored,
The bullet might have killed him...
When I say that I'm fine,
It's never true,
I'm not an idiot,
And neither are you,
You pretend that everything is always okay,
But you know...
Please do me one favor,
Just please give me the benefit of the doubt,
And save me from myself,
Because my sadness is slowly killing me...
As another sunset dies,
He holds me in his arms,
My skin as grey as cloudy ash,
My lifeless body in a tangled mass,
The way that he found...
A locked door like her heart, never to be opened again,
A rusty blade of an old razor coated in blood from past wounds,
A towel at her...