Rest in peace oh dear feelings
Im sorry i have to kill you
Im a criminal filled with guilt
The guilt of having you in me
I freak out when my inner me responds
Its like shes real though its dumb voices
But shes always there to remind me im of pain
Pain has its end and maybe mine is when im DEAD
All this has to end or else I'll be dead
I have to end this or death will end it
CZYTASZ
NOTES I WROTE BLEEDING
PoezjaIm healing from past pain and depression.I found a small book i used to write what i feel.How much the pain cut deep in me and no one ever noticed.It killed me but i couldn't express it. Thought id share it out .its pretty short lines filled with do...
