I am my own dictator
I am my own dictator
I make my own rules
I torture myself
I torture myself
It’s not easy being hard
for myself
I kill myself every day
Do this
Do that
Don’t
I may not
Don’t drink
Drink
Everything I do is wrong
I cry everyday
But I can’t
I miss my special person
She’s here
But unreachable
I torture myself
With my thoughts of
despair and impossibilities
I can’t cry
I am dead
I am a zombie
I feel emotions
But they don’t reach me
I feel nothing
I am empty
Soulless
I can’t cry
I want to cry if I need to
I scream
I want to cry
©Jelle Schunselaar
03-05-2008
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