When all the world is against me
And my troubles conquer my mind
When i can't breath , and hardly see
When my memories throw me behind
No shelter for me to protect my heart
No one to hold me in their arms tight
When I lose the ending and forget my start
And my words fail to express me right
All alone in my room , no one cares
My screams too weak to break the glass
I fell of from the top of the stairs
And wished someday they have my mass
When no one talks to me , lonely I sing
The blade is my only way out of pain
I want it to leave me , I want to kill this thing
I should get rid of it , I should end it's reign
I cut myself thinking thats the way to a good life
Pleasure passes in my body , as blood leaves it
Enduring so much pain , in my hand I hold the knife
The knife that might save me from my life of shit
But once it's over , it comes back again
It's haunting me in my consciousness
In my dreams , I thought I was sain
It stole my life , deprived me my happiness.
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This is my favourite , it's just so real and happens with a lot of people but yet not everyone has the ability to express it this way.I noticed you like rhyming your words as well , that's the second best thing in poetry .Well Done.
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