Poems from State of Mess
My outside appearance shows nothing of me.
I am not what you see,
for I am not even human.
I am a soul
trapped inside this body, ...
I'm obsessed,Obsessed with death.
I love to picture my own end. Will it be by my own hands?An enemy's? Will I be a hero? Or will I grow...
Manipulated. Protective, Terrified, Confused. Emotional Abuse.
Fear. Beatings, Punches, Screams. Physical...
Punch, punch, punch.
Make it a very deep hue,
This is something you need to go through.
Cut, cut, cut.
Let the blood drip,
Now go...
My mind is like a haunted mansion.
It's beautiful
and big,
decorated elegantly.
But there's a hidden mystery.
There are unwanted guests,...