My Twisted Truth

September 5, 2009
By Anonymous

Twisted thoughts inside my head
Tossing turning in my bed
As I sleep you hear me scream
Every night the same bad dreams
When they ask questions I tell lies
The real girl inside me dies
I see figures in the dark
They beat me, bruise me, break my heart
I'm bruised and bleeding all alone
Can't even hide when I'm ay home
I broke the promises I made
That's ok because you're the same
You gave your love to someone else
That is why I hate myself
Hide my scars and stop the bleeding I tell myself to keep on breathing
Deadly thoughts consume my mind
My heart is screaming suic*de
It's hard to ignore that hateful voice
But I think that is the proper choice
Will there be beauty from my pain
Or a reason that I've gone insane
Will my hurting end one day
Will my shame be washed away
I guess I'll have to wait and see
Save me God, deliver me

The author's comments:
Obviously this was written at one of the lowest points in my life...

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