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bethsimpson
bethsimpson
Yorkshire
I'm standing on the edge My toes hanging over to see the dark abyss below I'm ready Death Take me away to never be seen again No one needs me I'm just a shell People only keep shells if they are pretty And I am not. I'm unnecessary unwanted. I'm not good for anything so why stay ? Death Take me under your wing and fly me away over the edge into peace Let me feel pain for just a moment then it will no longer be there I'll feel nothing No pain No anger No hatred No sadness No hurt Nothing. Only then will I be free.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
Over the edge
Have I always been like this ? So broken and scarred. So naïve to the world. Naïve to others' pain. Never completely seeing how cruel the world is until now. So oblivious to the fact others are in pain, only seeing my misery and damage. I'm just selfish, a monster made out of skin, bones and death. Only seeing the negativity in everything, I try to see the good, I really do but my demons wont let me. They hold me back and whisper in my ear, "You're just a skeleton of a person, a shell. You're not important. Just die." And I did.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 5:13 PM UTC
Demons