Misery loves company
Empty souls need others to steal
She wants you to know her suffering
She needs you to feel as she feels
Jealousy keeps her warm
Accompanied with bitterness and hate
She can’t stand to be alone in her scorn
So she’ll search for the easiest person to break
Don’t let her inside you, don’t open that door
Don’t try to call yourself her friend
She’s dead on the inside and she’s waiting for
The chance to tear someone down again
She’ll slit her wrist to make you feel guilty
Cut herself to say it’s your fault
It’s always easier to blame someone happy
Set up another to take the fall
Spiteful to the core
Because the whole world is the enemy
She says what she can to feel more secure
By hating those who she wants to be
Scared to death of her own reflection
She needs others to share the pain
Dead on the inside
She wants everyone to feel the same
Chains and spikes and everything nice
But she’ll cry when she’s in the dark
Cry, for the emptiness in her life
For the hollowness in her heart
*Much Thanks to Erin Anthony for this inspiration*
(Note: I don't believe in putting a person's name on this page but because I know you seem to think that every single one of my poems is for you, I figured I'd write the first one that actually is) |
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