The Truth About MeA Poem by Cadence Dementia
I hate looking myself in the mirror,
I hate knowing I have fear. I hate seeing what isn't there, I hate feeling that I am scared. I hate believing what isn't true, I hate believing and trusting you. I hate crying myself to sleep, Forgive me for I have dreams. I feel left out and all alone, With no one to call my own. My eyes are red and I cry blood, Please help me or I'll cry a flood. My friends see what I let them see, If they only could see the true side of me. And as I die inside with pain, Please don't think that I'm insane. Cause believe it or not I have a heart, That's been slowly torn apart. © 2011 Cadence Dementia |
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Added on February 20, 2011 Last Updated on February 20, 2011 Author
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