Poems 2.0

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31. Tired of trying~Anna

I'm tired of trying. 

I'm already dying.

Sooner rather then later.

Either today or tomorrow?

Who knows?

Not me.

Nor I.

Said the demons.

Want to know their names?

One is death,

One is sui**ide.  (don't know if it'd block it or not)

The other is self worth.

I'm already deteriorating.

It's no one else's fault but mine.

 

 

 

Kick Me~Sleeping With Sirens

 

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You don't know have the demons that run my mind.

So stop trying to shrink me.

Until you've been through the hells that I have been through.

Until you've felt like you're suddenly drowning.

Until you've seen and felt the things I have.

And yet maybe I am just overreacting...

But I know that some of it isn't all in my head.

My past has made me who I am today.

But aren't we not supposed to define ourselves by our stories?
Well I do...

Because there's nothing else that defines myself. 

 

But that doesn't mean you can judge me for it.

Or try and guess my reactions and thoughts.

Even though you have an insight based on my words.

You still don't know even half of it.

You don't know my triggers.

Why would I tell you?
When I don't really know they're triggers;

Until I'm having flashbacks.

I feel like an animal that's being dissected. 

Lying on the table.

Exposed yet closed up.

Don't make me feel like I'm the patient and you're the shrink.

When you don't know the half of me.

Because I don't even know myself.

Maybe this is a cry for help?
But only for a short while.

 

I'll close myself up and drive you away.

I'll complain to myself that everyone left me.

But was it because of me?
Was it because they couldn't stand me?

Or was it really them?

And they just wanted to escape, me. 

 

 

I'll stay and you'll leave.

That's how it is.

We'll get to know each other.

Eventually become friends.

Or start dating.

Then I'll be too pushy 

Or am I too naive?

I might push you away

Or keep hidden where I'm supposed to be.

Am I moody?

Am I like my sister?

That's one of my fears...

I don't want to be like my father. 

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