Echoes

Can you give me a reason 
To call this paranoia not theories I'm made in head
I swear to any God that you believe in
I've been like this for as long as I can remember
Don't hug me I'm afraid of human attachment
No one should love me 
I've been doing awful things to everyone who's loved me

Swear I need to fix my broken mind
How can I fix things that I didn't break
It's all my fault I let love in
So now I'll die alone
You are the only one for me 
Now I'm fighting the echoes to sleep forever

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Comments

poemagraphic

Sat 1st Dec 2018 18:14

I like this poem Damon

People glibly, simplistically say 'snap out of it'...

Po

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