she stands alone everyone who claimed to love her has abandoned her to live her life out alone every day a fresh new hell trapped inside no one notices and no one cares what she does to herself no way in, no way out she doesnt know what to do shes being used shes being hurt her soul is being shattered she needs help but no one will take the time out of their busy lives and help her no one cares enough to stop to pause their happy lives filled with money and friends and happiness and help her out of her hell no one notices and no one cares what she does to herself she struggles on through the words through the pain and tries to stop feeling she cuts thinking it would help it doesnt but she cant stop the violent cycle repeats scars fading but they just reappear no one notices and no one cares what she does to herself its kept a secret she trusts few and doesnt smile shes stuck in this wasteland wondering what to do she reaches in herself uses her core, her inner strength manages to stop cutting the scars fade and dont reappear turns up the music and smokes more drugs no one notices and no one cares what she does to herself wasted, let down, abused, hurt, and nowhere to turn to stop it she stands alone
I am not thrilled with you as a person.................................................. Good write. But don't think the fact that you can write makes me less mad at you!
I liked this.... immediately felt pulled in. I had a draft of a dark poem and reworked it to add some imagery and it got better. You might play off the "hell" and "wasteland" themes and see if you can work in some imagery. I typically write very dark too and hope that this is pulling from the creative side in you and not too much from your reality. Thanks for sharing... great work.
