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Sometimes I wonder...

March 6, 2013
By Anonymous

Sometimes I wonder
Who I really am
The pain in every day
Did I really commit that much sin?
I didn’t commit murder
I didn’t lie and steal
But I’m the one left alone
Waiting for open wounds to heal
I don’t know who I am
But I know who I pretend to be
Someone socially correct
Someone who doesn’t open her eyes and see
I try to be perfect
I try to push away the tears
I don’t feel alive
Living in a nightmare fueled by only my worst fears
I don’t fear death
I don’t fear the end
I only fear life
And the way broken souls never mend
I can never come back
It’s a one way street
I can’t be one of them
With my disorders I can’t compete
Yes I think of death
I think of how easy it would be
To close my eyes and stop breathing
To never have to remember the past and what I used to be
You ruined me with no regrets
You smiled as I cried
You made everyone hate me
Telling them all I said was lies
No one heard the screams
Muffled by your hands
Black and blue bruises
I fell down the stairs
I thought I could trust you
Come to you when I was broken
But you’re the one who shattered me





Left me dead out in the open
You laughed and smiled when you saw me
You told me you would come again
I knew it would never be over
Just a cut that cannot mend
Blood that never stops
you gave me a nightmare
You ended my night in tears
How can the one you trust
Fill your deepest fears
I don’t regret what I am now
You made me
But no one knows why and how
I never told the truth
I never went for help
You controlled my every movement
You filled my every thought
I became a zombie in my own skin
A puppet waiting to be taught
Made of glass
A world of stones
Everything shatters
We always end up alone
Nothing lasts forever
We live until we die
I guess your mistakes never matter
When I’m the one who is left to cry
A dark night with no stars
Funny how under the moon,
I got most of my scars
On the inside and the out
Broken through and through
I forget how to live my life
All because of you
So sometimes I wonder
Who I really am
All that made me
And when this nightmare will finally end


The author's comments:
This is a lot of me opening up and venting. This is from a past experience of mine. Please no harsh words.

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