a baggage to carry,
a sadness to hide
the disgrace to people
hides in agony and strives.
in that box of sunlight,
she dwells and she cries
as her future was not
as bright as it was.
the door she came in
was full of regret and remorse
she wants her life
the same as it was before.
*"you shot me so hard
and you stopped the pain in my heart.
I drowned the pills
as I fled out of life."*
and now she was gone
and no one seemed to notice
and she guessed this is life,
this life of faded ashes
is nothing worth surviving
because it's just filled with broken glasses.
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 9:41 AM UTC
a baggage to carry,
a sadness to hide
the disgrace to people
hides in agony and strives.
in that box of sunlight,
she dwells and she cries
as her future was not
as bright as it was.
the door she came in
was full of regret and remorse
she wants her life
the same as it was before.
*"you shot me so hard
and you stopped the pain in my heart.
I drowned the pills
as I fled out of life."*
and now she was gone
and no one seemed to notice
and she guessed this is life,
this life of faded ashes
is nothing worth surviving
because it's just filled with broken glasses.
Wrote this in between classes. I just wanted to let out my emotions by writing poetry. School and the people in it are such imbeciles and because of them, for the past few weeks I've been getting more attached to poetry and I've been writing these kind of things. Oh, how I wish things change and all of this would end already.
