In desperation I search, trying to find myself I look. I search and search, for my heart is lost I search. Too scared to run too scared to move. Paralyzed by pain and fear I search. I fight to live as I stager at the pain. I sit beside me staring at what I see.  I shake my head at what I made me. I fight to not listen at the pain I created. The pain I will always see. As I twitch in emptiness my eyes begin to see. The more they find the more it hurts. They look at me as a piece of meat. Trembling legs, week arms, and scars from defeat. I fight my self because of what I see. It's me I'm looking at and me that won't succeed. I stare and look, searching for answers, for that I concede.  I shred my self and my sole with my eyes. They are too strong for me for that I am paralyzed. I see my hands as the grasper of pain.  They are the retriever of all I have received from me. As my hands fight back I see. I am only what I want to be, and I still have a chance to defeat me. ~ ~ #suicidal #pathetic #bloodysecret123 #quote #suicidalthoughts #schizophrenia #cutting #depression #anorexia #poem #worthless #suicide #mysecretfamily #depressed #paranoia #selfharmmm #blithe #darkthoughts #deb #anxiety #secretsociety123 #ana #bulimic #ed #fat #sad #thinsperation #anorexic #thynspooo by _cheerup_grunge_

Tuesday, March 31, 2015



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