Hopless, Helpless,
Broken beyond repair,
Lost and lonely,
Does anybody care?
Scared and scarred,
Burned and Bruised,
Completely starved,
What else is there to lose?
Inside i’m empty,
Inside I’m screaming,
I wish I were pretty,
And radiant and beaming.
I’m numb and I am nervous,
Paranoid and pained,
I’m tired and confused,
I want to shut off my brain.
I’m locked in a cell,
And they threw away the key,
I’m trapped and I am tortured,
A prisoner of my mind.
I am trapped and I am tortured,
A prisoner of my mind.
A prisoner,
Of my mind.
2 comments
hey.:) I just wanted to tell you-I don’t believe anyone is ever “broken beyond repair.” neither are you! we all care about you too! your a really good writer. thanks for posting this. we’re all here if you need to talk okay? I know what it feels like to be really upset and wish you could shut off your brain too-talk to us,k? maybe we can help.
Beautiful.
Understood.
Please keep writing and sharing. You’re extremely talented.
Peace.