(I’ve been going through a lot of my old journals and notebooks with poetry that I had wrote several years ago. Some of it is dated 2008! The difference in the person I was then and the person I am now is astounding. So I thought I might share some of my poetry over the next few weeks. Writing has always helped me cope with the difficulties that I’ve faced in life because I’ve never really felt like therapists give a damn. We’re just a paycheck and nothing more. I’ve had to work through things myself and I think I’m better for it. If anyone feels like I did when I wrote these…Don’t give up. Keep fighting, always keep fighting. You are good enough. You are worth it. You are loved, and if you ever need someone to talk to I am here. )
Drag the blade across the skin
Get lost in the red hazed dance
End all of this pain, surfacing again
Let it all out, break free of society’s trance.
Payment is due for the crimes you’ve committed
The lies from your lips, discretions admitted.
Tearing down others just to build yourself up high.
River of tears that you caused others to cry.
Secure the rope around tender wrists.
Breath in your torment while screams echo.
Snapping, breaking, contort and twist.
Begging for it to end, your mind lets go.
The human race brought to its knees.
This is what you’ve done to me.