Here I now sit,
Wiping my tears,
I'm in a battle,
With my fears,
Blood has been drawn,
And tables have turned,
I've tried to stop ,
But no lessons been learned,
I'm playing a game,
I'm having a battle,
I'm going insane,
It's my mind over matter,
Why am I fighting,
Why am I here,
I can't take no more,
This battle with my fears.
♥
RebelCouture©
mq, my own poem ._.
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Thirteen. Cutter. Depression. EatingDisorder. AnxietyDisorder. Caffeine Addict. Music Lover.
I just wanted you to hear me say That that fake smile you wore today, Made me think back to a life; Of tired lies and empty strife.
I'm a prisoner in my own mind and body It's always lock up the true feelings and image of who I am for the fear that people will never understand me Maybe every once in a blue moon do I unlock the...
I close my eyes this is what I see, the words in my head I am madness and madness is me silence is loud and darkness is red, images float through my head, a light is dim then gone lost in the stars,...
Cry myself to sleep, Watch my eyes colors bleed. A shot in the dark. Spark & shock, restarting my heart. Down a slippery path of arrogance. Whispers of a different muse.
I often sit and think of the past, of who I used to be that girl used to have it all it was everything she could see.
Dark surrounds my eyes,. And lines on my face deepen,. Just a side effect for the lies,. That I have been keeping,. The ache in my feet,. And the stiffness of my back,. Shows the many defeats,.
I'm grasping for air but there is none. Once again This fucking emptiness has won. The battle of worthlessness. Simple. I'm nothing, I confess. Shadows I embrace. It's still clear.
When joining this site I asked for inspiration and was granted an idea about chasing our own shadows. So here are my thoughts on what that means.
@tastetherainbow @Stablish @misslittleDHP awwwrh, I thought it was rubbish \(•-•)/ thank youu <3<3<3
@RebelCouture you are an amazing writer and I feel you well recover fully, I gave myself four slots on the wrist, I discover the butterfly project, and stopped.
I'm reading a fascinating book about anti-gravity, it's so good I can't put it down!
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Just a lost soul trying to find my way back!!
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Always hold on to hope.
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Twenty something year old closet writer, doing writerly things. Usually with pens. Currently writing my autobiography...
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