I've lost faith in others,

I've lost faith in myself.

I had forgotten what it is like to love,

And gave into anger and fear.

I started to shut everyone out,

For fear of getting hurt again.

But now I am alone,

Hurting myself on my own.

I need someone to save me from myself.

I've held a blade before in my hands,

But have never had the nerve to hurt anyone else.

I've kept myself clean in the thought of others,

But not in myself.

I sit there in silence,

Instead with a pen.

I listen to music with lyrics in my head.

A saviour for survivors,

A saviour for the dead.

A saviour for me,

From the dark thoughts in my head.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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