Reasons I hate myself

October 5, 2018

I let myself feel loved

I’m trapped in my mind

I’m lost in the sounds

Of all my silent cries

The silence I see

Between my worlds

I let myself smile

When the pain sinks in

I paint my skin

With blood red

Depend on depression

To let me live

My mind is a mess

I hate my every move

I walk a mile

Just to fall back to you

Every path I took

Every wall I saw

My mind stopped working

I couldn’t talk

In a crowd of strangers

Talking and chatter

You stole my voice

My life in your hands

Depend on your hands

That aren’t there

Depend on your arms

That push me away

Depend on anxiety

To keep me from dying

Depend of pain

To keep my from going sane

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