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Amy Duckworth Aug 2018
I have always felt
Sleep is one step away from death.
So if that is so...
We come so close to death every night.
Is that why I love sleep so much?
But sleep helps bring us life for the next day.
It brings dreams.
And lets us think.
So is sleep bad or good?
We may never know
These are my thoughts so you may have other ways of thinking what sleep is
Amy Duckworth Aug 2018
It's a race.
We are all running in it.
But no one wins.
Unless they cheat.
Some people get lost on the way.
I am running.
Close to first.
But all I see is them laughing at me.
So I am crying out at them.
They won't stop.
They cheated.
So I am running still.
But it hurts.
I am trying so hard.
So I am running.
In the game of life.
Amy Duckworth Aug 2018
Anger
I feel it so often
Maybe too often
I have broken things
I have barley anyone left holding me down
Because if I stand up I will snap
I hate who I am
Because all I feel is anger
Hate
Fury
Sadness
Loneliness
Longing
Why do I feel these emotons all the time
Why am I unstable...
I guess...
No one will ever know
Not even me
Because I am unstable
And filled with anger
...
But
I truly want to let out my happiness that I keep locked up like a percious stone at a museum never used
I guess I will stay this way
Because life is supposed to look up
Right?
...
Life never looks up
For me that is
Am I just unlucky?
Or hated that much
I am like glass
Left untouched I am clear and perfect
But thouched I am smudged and disgusting
I hate myself
This world
I should
not live in it anymore
But I deserve the pain this world puts me through
So...
I will live only for the pain
For the pain
the first and second ... are two people but the last ... is other there subconscious talking to them their "devil"
Amy Duckworth Aug 2018
I am false
I hide behind my smile
My eyes
My skin
I hide my scars with
Clothes
Bandages
Makeup
I am false
I hide my true self
A ******
A ******
A nerd
someone broken
Someone scared
Someone lovesick
ready to ****
But I hide all that
Or I will never be cared for
And loved
Thats why I hide
And act falsely
I am false
A lie
A illusion
Amy Duckworth Aug 2018
My heart is on fire
It is like a battle zone
A war
But every time the war ends
Everything is broken
Set alight
I am shattered
Like glass that was dropped
But wasn’t picked up
My heart is a battle field
My heart is aflame
Amy Duckworth Jul 2018
I want them
I need them
They hold my heart in her hands
I love them because they fixe my heart when it gets hurt
Even the smallest nick in my walls I have up they fix it
They picked up the million pieces of my heart that scattered when I broke
They put them back together
I want to thank them for that
So thank you my Lovley
I love them with all my being
They brought life to me when I had nothing
They saved me from suicide
From emptiness
From hate
Thank you
My Lovley
Amy Duckworth Jul 2018
"It's going to be alright"
"Your fine nothing is wrong"
"Everything turns out in the end"
I always hear those lines
Over
And
Over
And
Over
I hate those lines
Nothing is ok in my mind
I broke and so did my world
Stop saying that
Please
Just stop
It hurts me more
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