Trauma in the mind
Burns me to the core
The emptiness I find
From all the pain before.
The tragedy of life
And longing for sweet death
My never-ending strife
My short and gasping breath.
The loneliness I know
That always lies hidden
The pain will never go
My happiness forbidden.
My burning agony
The illness that’s inside
The endless misery
Now most of me has died.
*Beautiful Mess*