am i crazy? am i mad?
or are these voices just on my mind
i can hear them, feel them whispering
clear as daylight, their hateful intentions
i know who they are criticizing
like sending daggers to a wounded damsel
i can feel them piercing my skin
slowly breaking my confidence
their hurtful words, their malicious comments
the unreasoned hate towards a broken girl
who was once happy and smiley
am i crazy? for seeing a man
that appears only when im alone
surrounded by darkness
no light to be found
only the voices to accompany my soul
my energy is draining
as well as my existence
im barely holding on, is this the end?
my train of thoughts is ended
as someone enters the room
i smile once again and try to hide the truth
im broken, flawless, but people cant know
i cant let them see my broken soul
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PoesiI locked myself on a prison inside my mind and I dont even know how to escape #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔶 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔞𝔡𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱...
