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Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2021
If it was my heart you had instead of your own
Wouldn't have left me all alone
Or any heart actually but I think yours must be missing
Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2021
I used to be suicidal
**** that selfish ****
Don't wanna do it anymore
Though time to time I ponder it

Everything makes me sad these days
Feel small and helplessly weak
Takes all my strength to whisper
No one listens to a word I speak

Like I have no purpose here on earth
They'd care if I were worth more
My family used to be proud of me
But that was before

But they don't have a reason to
I have changed so much inside and out
I don't blame them for not giving me
The benefit of doubt

What's going on with my moral compass?
It used to always point to what's right
But I cannot read which way to go
Because my vision is bathed in night

I'm working to fix my broken parts
But I don't even know why
When I am obviously beyond repair
Yet in vain I continue to try

Nothing's changing
Except my age and appearance
I feel older each and every day
Beauty stolen by time way too soon
I guess that's the price I pay

I can't live like this forever
I'm not fooling myself anymore
If I keep going at a rate like this
I'll end up at the grim reapers door

Yet I don't have the right to be afraid
Death was what I once wanted most
But I know if I had made the choice then
I would regret being stuck here as a ghost
Just some musings
He sees the reflection in the glass,
not sure what he's looking at,
it resembles his past.

But everything looks hazy,
too grimy to be real,
this reflection is faded.

The glass must be distorting,
this can't be where things are at,
he feels like crying.

This reflection is his own,
the one he does not know,
his heart moans.

He sees his reflection in the glass,
he knows what he's looking at,
a life gone too fast.
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