Demented
Broken shavers line the shelf
Skin is slashed
The words burn
You’ll never understand
You’ll never have your turn
Demented defined, “Mentally ill; insane”
There is nothing wrong with my brain
Broken shavers cover cold counters
My pills are downed
The world is sound
Because I am no longer crazy
Society and Slander wrack my brain
For I am the one who is labeled insane
Broken shavers line the shelf
For I am demented
Scars upon scars label my arms
Scars upon scars label my illness
Scars upon scars label me
My darkened eyes laid to rest
For I will never be the best
My illness says I am limited
But I will not be labelled
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Poetry is a big part of my life. I struggle with mental illness, self-harm, and past suicide attempts. Poetry helps me vent my emotions out and many of my poems may be triggering and depressive.
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