Imperfection

I can make the words rhyme later I can makes the sentences flow but for now I must tell you about this horrible living show

I can fix my mistakes after, I can make it perfection but for now I need to tell about this forbidden deception

I can make the this poem right when I have time I cant make it readable but for now I need you to know what's in my soul

So bare with me now for this you need to know more than anything I've ever told anything I've ever been willing to show
I'm living in a tortured heart hiding behind memories I live day to day hoping I'll be free I have to hide my scars from days when life seemed black when it was more than I could take and courage I seemed to lack I live each day in fear that he'll leave, and this hurts him which hurts me I live each day in terror hiding in my loud music and fake smiles but they wont notice that Im not here after awhile and I'm living each day simply trying to survive trying not to cut again telling myself I don't want to die Im living each day telling myself these lies hoping Ill believe them like they do and I wont need to hide but Im living each day in a solitude way and I need to break free I need to get away I need to be committed Im going insane I need some here to help me numb this horrid pain I need to be okay again I need to see the light but its fading so fast I don't think I can be alright

I don't want to fix this poem its fine the way it is I like it imperfections it reflects what's inside of me I like how it doesn't flow doesn't right and it leaves you confused it reflects the way my soul feels as its being used so please don't complain I was going to try to fix my imperfect poem but why when my imperfect poem is me on the inside

*You don't have to understand this, it's just how I feel. Always-
Shattered and Broken*