inseCURE-They Lied

Roach

23 Aug, 2012 08:20 AM
Insecurity has no cure so why spell it out?
Why make up lies just because you're in doubt?
Bullied for anything you wish
I hold tightly to my razor blade 
I can deal with this.

Smashing the mirrors cause I hate what I see
My razor blade should fix everything
The coolness of it against my pallid flesh
Crimson blood of a new wound. Fresh.

Tears stained against my skin
Should I ever breathe in again?
Will never love what I see
Is life supposed to be deadly.

Razor blade dripping precious red
Got nothing but insanity in my head
Her tears, her scars and deep cuts
I feel the pain, its not enough
Open your eyes, what can you see
An insecure bullied girl, here is me.
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Melissa says:
11 Mar, 2013 01:44 AM

This is beautiful. honestly i love this poem. its how so many of us are feeling and you captured it in words its amazing loved it :)

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Eli says:
20 Mar, 2013 02:05 PM

I loved it reminds me of me n what I'm going through very nice

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Makayla says:
29 May, 2013 02:45 PM

THIS REALLY IS HOW I FELL ON A DAILY BASES IT IS AWSOME THAT I CAN FIND SOMETHING LIKE THIS THAT HITS SO CLOSE TO HOME!!!

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