Practically forgotten by reality
I suffer form brutality
I'm broken
But never have I been soft spoken
I eat up every lie
Wishing someday soon I will die
I'm not okay
No matter what I say
But as I take this razor
I wish for a savior
your words are strong and deep, they get under peoples skin and in their hearts.. beautiful write... x3, millie
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I would like to translate this poem
oh Payton, im here. and so is God. he sees your pain and wishes to help u. but u have to come to him, in prayer, and thats what im doing 4 u, im praying. and i have a hard life too, everybody does, so ur not alone. cutting urself won't solve the problem just make it worse. i have a friend who cut 4 a very long time and shes just now breaking away from that horible habit. if u ask her she'll say to never do it, because its addicting and u could end up killing urself, which btw isnt the answer either. God gave you this life to live 4 a reason, he has faith in u, and he knows u have a pupose in the world. and u'll find it when the time comes. im here 4 u, anytime,24/7, so u can talk to me and i'll try to help u as much as posible my friend. stay strong, i know u can. i'm praying for u.