inside of me exists
this thing
that makes me
me
it nurtures and it
weeps
it cradles me it dreams
i see this thing
that makes me
me
in his stare and
poison kiss
I see it as he turns
his back
he walks away
good bye again
he leaves again
in pain again
no hope again
repeat again
the same again
he’s done
alone again
with this thing
this THING
that makes me
me
I HATE this thing
DON’T want this thing
please please
FUCKING LEAVE
it has stolen
it has robbed
the life i want
the life i dreamed
what now
where to
confused
afraid
alone again
we weep
we scream
we share
we bleed
alone
just you and
me
I see it now
so clear
this thing
that makes me
me
you are my SHAME
my faithful shame
with me
through thick and thin
inside of me
in spite of me
you never leave
and now I know
you never will
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I totally relate to this.
Your poems are really captivating. I’m sorry that a suicide website is the platform, but at the same time I’m glad you’re sharing.