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252 · Sep 2014
Pain
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
People don't understand how hard it is.

Although I try to explain.

I just can't seem to reach them.

Nothing left but pain.
229 · Sep 2014
Which path do I choose?
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
Walking alone I come
to a fork in the road.
Which path do I choose?

The left road is a dangerous                                                    
path. My demons call to me.                                                
Beg me to play.                                                                          

                                                      The right road is full
                                               of light. Life.  My family
                                              wants me to come home.

They fight over me. I
don't know what to
do. I love my family.
I want to choose them,
but I can't... I choose
the left path.

I
             spiral
                      down.
                         What
                            have          
              I
        become?
I'm
a.    
monster...          
At.      
    least
       I
              won't
    have
to  
worry    
for  
l
o
n
g.
216 · Sep 2014
Falling
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
F
   A
       L
           L
             I
               N
                    G

D
    R
       O
           W
               N
                   I
                      N
                          G

I don't know
how to

S W I M

I only know
how to

S I N K
215 · Sep 2014
Darkness
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
Standing alone,
all I see is Darkness.
Surrounding me.
Holding me in his grasp.
Not allowing any light of hope.
No escape.
I tried running,
climbing,
nothing works.
No matter where you go
the Darkness follows...
You may try to dream him away,
cut him away,
burn him away.
Know that no matter what you do
the Darkness follows.
192 · Sep 2014
The voices say...
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
The voices call to me...
They want me to follow them.
I know I shouldn't but I feel as if I should.
It is my destiny.
They tell me I will be safe if I follow.
They say they can take me away from the                  hurt,
                                      ­                                               pain,
                                                           ­                          sorrow,
                                                         ­                            tears.
No more crying myself to sleep.
No more wondering how I will make it through the day.
No more wondering if anyone cares about me.
No more wondering if I should just permanently leave...

They say they will save me from everything, but to where?

Where will they take me?
Where will I go?
Will I be missed?
Will anyone really care?

— The End —