The void which engulfs me completely
The emptiness that feeds on neglect
As broken hearts sob to become numb
I feel an edict gives me death to select
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When breathing becomes an ornamental fix
To my vulnerabilities in frozen flasks
When lines fall flat and meaning ceases
I loathe myself and wait for time to pass
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But no one picks up shards in darkness
Not even the ones who 'seem' to understand
The battle, is for a lost vagrant to lose
And aftermath scars the scarred hands
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That monstrous desire ebbs to poison
And the will decays to rot and die
In the room full of smiling people...
Why can I not hear my own cries?
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Finally silence beams with tender eyes
Comforted, I wrap its curtains around me
It slowly hums clandestine lullabies
Now, I can finally be at peace...
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If you're in a bad place and are having any thoughts of suicide or self harm, I beg you to seek help. Contact your local suicidal helpline and know...that this shall too pass.
I've been there too. And I know you'll overcome it.
Please remember, you're valuable. ❤
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Those who liked my poem and resonated with it, please feel free to check out my other poems too in my novel Poetry on MT. Hope you like them😄❤
