Bad

Bad

A Poem by Popsie

I fear
I’m getting bad
Again
I can’t understand
Why

My mind
Hurts me
The voices
Taunt me
My nails
Scratch me

I fear
/everything/
Everyone
Hates me
Everyone
Will leave
I am not
Good enough

I want to be okay
I /need/ to be okay
The voices
Need to stop
My mind
Must be silenced
My nails
Must be cut

© 2018 Popsie


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Please cut your nails and know you are much loved, the voices lie don’t listen- very captivating and real, great write🌹

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on February 28, 2018
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