by Katarina
(New York )

Sane is something I will never be.
Scarred to the core.
Battling the devil that lives inside of me.
But bleeding out the pain is how
I clearly see.
Things I can't openly say
Or I'm labeled psychotic
In a padded room
Wondering how I let it get this way.
Laying here where they left me corrupted.
So mentally f-cked up.
Cold sharp tears
That are replaced with blood
Trapped in my own mind.
Banging on the edge
To be set free
But it's apparent
Nobody's worried about me.
And I was left  to bleed
Mentally,physically and internally.

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Jul 31, 2014
Feel it
by: Charles

Just finding my way in life, at 45 prob a bit late, but poems like this..that come from the heart no matter how f***ked up have meaning. I salute you for sharing it, and making me feel least for the moment.

Jul 24, 2013
Worth every star!!!
by: jennavive

I think this writing is very creative and true in alot of ways for many people.
I heard that some people say "crazy people are sane, and sane people are crazy.
Just remember to use pain as your reason to find things better!!!

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