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Jan 2012
I put these words down on a piece of paper to show what I feel, truly though it’s not like anyone of you care, you just love the story, love to watch me till I heal, why do I hurt so bad? So much, this feeling, I hate, I don’t want, wish it would stop, its’ clutch, on me, you can’t see? the crazy, inside my mind, the constant strain all the time, it’s made my head its home, a place for it to reside, it follows, it sticks, I’m stuck, I really am, so ****** up, now that I’m seizing, on the floor, she won’t stop teasing, though she’s done it before, I’ll stop breathing, cuz of all my remorse, it has no meaning, when you look down from your high horse, I’m done leaning on that shoulder from you, cuz all it did was give me a bruise, oh God! Please help me, nah he won’t help he’s not real, Oh Lucifer! Please help me, nah he’s too busy destroying the world, God! I’m haunted, hunted down, you ask me for a smile, all you get is a frown, **** I’m crazy finally learned the truth, be careful what you wish for cuz it might come true.
Taylor Vincent Carano
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