the door

the door is half way open
if you dare to step through
i cannot take the abuse
you silently consume
i push myself away
from the very thing i am
why you just step over it
like its all pretend
i dont force a smile
you put it their for me
i force my screams
but you silence them with laughter
i cannot help myself
i am not but only one person
stop the bleed
stop the cut
into my heart
your curse reveals
the ugly sickness you caused me

 

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  1. tomachfive said

    Doors open to many things, at least it is the everyday sign for beginnings.

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