depression · Life · love



Confrontation never easy for me

Always so scared

To vent my wishes

To be heard

Falling on deaf ears

I scream to be heard

Those words cutting

Tearing through you

A thousand knives flicking flesh

Passing through aimlessly

But damage persists

Blood spewing from the violence

Of my words

Blindfold on

I wish not to see

Fallout from my radiation

As I scream aloud again

Remaining skin no more

I have spoken

I told you I don’t like confrontation



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