Jealous, wistful, lonely
The empty promise of a
Cigarette. Trust, or lack of it,
Broken, whining, bitching
What keeps my mouth moving,
When I know I am defeated?
Sobbing, wracking, choking
I’ve been damaged in every way,
A tin can, with irreparable dents
Once-strong, once-proud, once-confident
I am cast away from my old life
The noose calls me again
Silence, temptation, a long drop
“Don’t hurt yourself!
Promise me you won’t.”
Shuddering, shaking, ghastly
Bruised inside. Broken yet again
By the people who raised me
Shouting, accusing, denying
He’s killing the person I am:
“I’ve done nothing wrong!”
Self-hatred, happiness lost, depression
I’m a pathetic, twisted girl:
Just a sad, warped reflection
Rejected, disproved, ignored
I’ve given up, disinterested in life
It’s always me against
the world
