Self Mutilation
Sadness over taking me
Bubbling pit of overwhelming grief
I am tired of living in these yesterday’s
Drowning in all this pain
The “Why am I here and they are gone?”When I was the one told “you won’t be here for long.”
The disaster of it plays over in my head.
Guilt ridden soul that’s will never be fed
What have I done to deserve such a fate?
I have fallen out of gods good grace
These days kinda disappear into the next
Numbing the pain is what I do best
Because I can’t lift this burden off my chest
I am exhaustion and broken
Barely a soul
definition of a zombie
Who lacks self-control
A Silent suicide
That nobody sees
Because all they are seeing
Is the junkie I came to be
~Written 8/07/07 JAZ~
Copyright © Jessica Zorn | Year Posted 2020
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