Damaged, and not in the good way

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The smoke rises and my heart sinks,


All I ever do is think,


I need to be detached, I need to be alone,


How did I become so disaster-prone?


Every word affects me,


With nothing to protect me,


I'm out here on my own,


How did I become so disaster-prone?


Never focused,


Labeled "hopeless,"


A crashing tidal wave,


Never to be saved.


Sleep brings relief,


Dreams bring grief,


In a room of people, I'm alone,


How did I become so disater-prone?

Created: Jun 16, 2012

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