Anastasia Hutto Poet Lyric

War

War inside
In my mind, but yet
I can’t find, The set
Of my heart.
If I try, My hardest
I will, start to cry.
Hurt in me, Life I see
Will be, completely
unfree.
Safety and Protection, Making corrections
In my life’s, Connections
Seeing me, Fall apart
And be, Broken.
Blade in my hand, Sitting on my bed
The doors locked, Music playing
Tears are falling, Nightmares forming
Scared of failing, Thinking bad thoughts
Feeling worthless, Tired of faking
The smile on, My face anymore.
Razor Blades, Make me cave
Inside my mind, To the point
I can’t find, the smile I’ve been
Looking for, for so ing long
And feeling gone.
Oh, my heart
Is falling apart, and I can't see
What I'm suppose, to be
Nor do I believe
In me.
They dare, me even from far
I'll be in the car, rapping hard
To cope, with hope
So, don't worried
I'm not sorry.
My life's a mess, I'm in distress
With being depressed, I like standing in the rain
So, I can wash away the pain, and gain
Power.
I want to change.
All lives, are somehow happy
But I’m broken, and outspoken.
I want you to care, and be treated fair.
I’m doing the, best I can
So, I need your hand.
I need a plan, to have a
Mom who understands
I am myself, but I need help from you
Too.

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W.A. Cholt November 12, 2019 at 5:34 PM A lot of people, myself included, have gone through times of great darkness and despair. The honesty you express in this poem, I hope will be cathartic. Personally, I try to counteract negative thoughts with positive spiritual thoughts. I find this helpful. In my own case, memorization of Bible verses, psalms etc.