Thoughts
They told me to write
To write what was on my mind
But what was on my mind
Could not be wrote.
There aren't enough words to describe my thoughts
There isn't enough time to write whats on my mind
Into neatly sorted lines and stanzas.
My thoughts are like waves that never hit the shore.
To them it seems fixable
But to me its a tsunami i can not escape.
I reach out for help
But labelled an "attention seeker"
That is the last thing i want
All eyes on me
Checking me out from my head to toes
Picking out each little flaw one by one.
I try to be positive
I try to express my feelings through writing
Or to my therapist
But in the end i end up staring at my wall
Listening to the voices in my mind
Telling me to give up
To go swallow the bottle of pills
To go pick apart my razor.
But times like these i begin to think
Who would miss me?
And who would i miss?
As i start to close my eyes
I think you are worth it
And i go to bed.
Copyright © Kailyn Loureiro | Year Posted 2015
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