by elusiveunderstanding5


That’s how I feel most of the time

A deep-rooted fascination with gangs

For once I just wanted to belong

Feeling like an outcast who can’t be loved

The pain runs deep even though there’s no scars in the physical form

Tormented by negative thoughts

Seeping into my skin like a permanent body wash

It hurts to the point I don’t want to leave my room

The feeling of loneliness creeps up

And it’s more powerful than any punch from the Hulk

I can’t help but lie down and sulk

Wanting to be loved and accepted

Instead it’s just me and this pen, me and this notepad

Trying to put onto the page what my mind is dictating

A quicksand of hopelessness

I fall deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole

I just want to be loved.