it not a poem but its how i feel plus ive written this bit in my journal as well as extra bits as well
@NikNik
I realsie how little I mean to people
its like walking down a dark alley way with all the ghosts pasts haunting me
im tired of trying. Tired of hoping. Tired of coping. Tired of exisiting
im sorry im such a dissapointment. Im sorry I cant live up to your expectations. Im sorry I was every born. Im sorry if I I hurt you. If sorry I made you miserable.
Im locked withing the walls of my own mind, unable to escape. Pain. It runs through my veins like a fast flowing river nothing there to stop it.
Things just arent the same anymore. Im not doing anything right anymore. Im losing myself, the person I thought I knew isnt there now. I dont know what to do anymore. I feel like ive lot myself and I dont know how to get me back. I feel like I dont belong to here, or in reality. I have feelings of not being worthy, of being a prisioner in my own body. I have so much pain both physically and mentally. I try to stay happy. I try to keep smiling. I try to act like everythign is fine, but im far from it.
I never know when im going to have a good day and at any moment im triggered or my physical symptoms flare. But its ok, ill just get over it.
There are monsters that live inside me, attacking me, ripping me apart from the inside. I dont think its ever going to end.