Dark Poetic Stories by Mindy Mickevich (the beach read .txt) 📖
- Author: Mindy Mickevich
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Why so many things are passing madly into my mind
why all this horrible feelings inside me combined
No one even knows me
NO one stops to see
Who am I? what am I? why am I here
Why do i have this questions
Why.do i have all this fear.
No one would even know....
Hate
Hate is a serial killer
That numbs your feeling like a drug dealer
A flesh eating maggot that eaten away the heart
Ripping tearing shedding it apart
Emotions that are enraged
It's keeps you in isolated cage
It's caused a lot of wars conflicted and death
My love , I want to tell you, that I adore you but
I'm not that self destructive materialistic cookie cutter image you want me to be
steal my self worth hate me with your self righteous ridicule use me.
You left me in a forever desert of endless despair
And then I told myself I don’t care
Your cruel insults going over and over in my mind making me cry
over and over and each time and each day you try
To get me to give up ,lose hope ,become defeated cut my wrist and die
The lonely feeling and the negative voices hard to bare
And then I told myself I don't care
You left me with a inner disturbed feeling
Those inner tormented scars that you have caused is still healing
your dark clouds stalking me each and everyday
Isolated tears of agony pouring at night you caused its not okay
I hate this emotional illness that you have injected me
And Side effects of unstable emotions I can't control or won't let me So I'm breaking up with you For something true
A new love called faith love hope and charity
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Publication Date: 05-03-2015
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Dedication:
A social outcast, that is thrown away Just yesterdays past,nothing for today I am just a shell,ready to be admired lied,broken,abused, I am tired ready to give up, ready to go away Crying to death,for him,to take me away today No one even care, who I am inside Or even why I want to hide All my joy, happiness ripped out of me... All my thoughts of love, marriage kids gone.. No one even cares,if i cry, no one stop to see No one one knows who I really am. or why? Or why I am so depressed and want to die or why i even cry at night or why everyday is a fight No one know why i set here, with a broken heart No one what inside of me, why i feel so riped apart... NO one knows why i feel so alone, so confused , so tired, so trusted , unloved and abused.
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