I need a distraction

I’m welcoming death with open arms

She won’t judge me or show me any scorn

She’ll help me get rid of all this self hatred

Love for the living is definitely overrated

I need to be by myself I need to be left alone

The sadness that I’m feeling is hidden in every bone

Of mine and you’ll find that when you look inside

There’s nothing left of me that’s worth enough to hide

Author's Note

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Reviews

[emmajoy]

'you’ll find that when you look inside ~ There’s nothing left of me that’s worth enough to hide'

What a sad, sad picture you've painted, Fanicia.. Your words positively drip with tears.. whether fact or fiction, you know n'' understand the pain.

[Fanicia E.]

thank you it f*****g sucks but at least i get art out of it lol

[emmajoy]

That's a strange response but.. if it helped you.. fine

[Fanicia E.]

i apologize

[emmajoy]

Don't worry, you were sharing your feelings, it happens!

[emmajoy]

Reading again, I'd like to add this: anyone who can write such incredibly moving and honest words, can jump high on any hurdles coming her way.. truly. Please, try, Fanicia... please.

[Fanicia E.]

thanks, i appreciate it, i guess i just gotta take it one day at a time

[emmajoy]

Yes, yes, yes. time really does hold miracles, they're just waiting to be noticed. Hugs and smiles, prayers and more, Fanicia.

[Shash]

I love your poems, in each one of them there's one or two lines that strike me as shockingly real. Here it's the last lines of this poem that really moved me.

[Fanicia E.]

Thank you! It's comforting to know it struck a cord with you