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frayed and afraid

November 10, 2016
By Censoredandsick GOLD, Lexington , North Carolina
Censoredandsick GOLD, Lexington , North Carolina
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They said to me with a hint of sorrow in their voice

Do you ever grace yourself with a smile

I said to them no it;s been a while

They said to me are you in pain

My hands are blistered from holding myself too tight

My eyes are dry from the tears i can’t cry

They said to me are you in pain

I said i’m just tired they worry in vain


I’m a ghost of myself

I shed my shell

I’m a hollow body dragged by chains

With magma in my blood hardening my veins


When i unravel

My heart bleeds from stitching myself back together

When i am frayed i fear these knots won’t last forever

I am stitched together by impurities

I am woven by insecurities

But i’m unraveling by a strangers hands


I don’t smile

I don’t laugh

I don’t feel

Who is this person i see in the mirror

She looks hollow

She looks gaunt

She looks so far gone

Has someone taken her

Replaced her with her shadow


When i unravel

My heart bleeds from stitching myself back together

When i am frayed i fear these knots won’t last forever

I am stitched together by impurities

I am woven by insecurities

But i’m unraveling by a strangers hands


They asked me am i tired

I gave them the best answer i could

I said yes

They told me to get some rest

Ive been sleeping every waking moment possible

But i keep waking up feeling lost and dull

I should feel rested

I should feel something

So i’ll cut a smile into me

So they don’t have to worry


But i’m walking in a darkness that the sun can’t touch

Or is the darkness inside of me

I don’t know much

It’s like i’m sleepwalking


They said to me with a hint of sorrow in their voice

Do you ever grace yourself with a smile

I said to them no it's been a while

They said to me are you in pain

My hands are blistered from holding myself too tight

My eyes are dry from the tears i can’t cry

They said to me are you in pain

I said i’m just tired they worry in vain


Why can’t broken souls be met just like broken bones

The damage may be invisible

But pain remains the same


My heart bleeds from stitching myself back together

When i am frayed i fear these knots won’t last forever

If i am anything anymore

It’s frayed and afraid


The author's comments:

wrote this about depression


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