A thing I want to say
on this cold day
is that my life
is like molding clay.
How do people ****
the purest of love?
Doesn't it hurt,
the pain in the nerve?
"For better or for worse,
'till death do us apart"
Words are enough
to break my heart.
Did everything for you.
Still why me? I ask.
But my love was stored
in a shattered flask.

Curse all the flowers you sent
Coz each a doleful portend
My soul awry rend.
My feelings silently blend
Just how karma intent.
Time has expired to mend
Would you cease acting befriend.
I burn all the letters I penned
Coz now nothing counterpart with the content.
I learned not more to depend
& put all it to an end.
Now all alone I ascent
To be my own fend.
                                 -Meribah.

People are damaged, messy and imperfect. They fail me time and again.

They will never be enough to mend the broken person I am, they will never be enough to heal my soul.

Broken
Shattered
Spirt is tattered
and I cant stand eat or breath
this world, sometimes, I just want relief
Im sad
Im hurt
im afraid

my face is soaked
its raining inside
im laughing bc its my eyes that are lying
im bleeding tears

i was happy and then it hit
now im falling into a pit
who do i ask when there is no one to tell
Oh i feel so unwell

Help me please im begging please
take away the unease
i have people to please

there is light all around and i can see it
Im near it
I feel it
i want it
but i cant reach it

its not mine today, today i am pain
tomorrow i may be me or i am be someone new
im unsure who pain will make me
i just know, what people will see, will be un true

I need you and i dont know who you are
but me, i cant do this alone
im scared, im afraid
im pain
im mundane

There's a soft silver glow,
in those who have been shattered.
And oh my, what a sight it is to gaze at.

"Beautiful anger comes in fiery waves. Your venomous words wriggle their way out, to reach my racing heart. Empty and perfect i'm completely shattered and worthless.
I would’ve bled for you, but now as I sit and stare at your face I can’t help but wish to watch you curl up and die."

I don’t really care,
what someone says to me,
  I’ve heard those words a hundred times,
  I’ve said those and agree

You can **** me, try some more
I don’t care about your crimes
  I’ve felt the knife before,
  I’ve killed myself a thousand times


The words you speak,
I’ve already spoken.
  and you can’t break me.
  because I’m already broken.