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To be honest, I'm quite afraid Maybe it's because I no longer see the light of day. Who knew I've become so blind With my mouth yet left to bind We're all insensitive, they say All that's left is for us to drown in a bay Full of tears Full of fears I've been saying things I never wanted All of them left me so haunted But don't get me wrong I let go of singing that hateful song They say we're terminal And it shows on the external At the end of the day We all have ugly things to say We've stopped being beautiful And turned ourselves dreadful Up to the point where I can no longer appreciate Up to the point where I want myself to asphyxiate It hurts so bad I feel like I'm turning mad In this generation of negative things All we feel is the plucking of our wings
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
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To be honest, I'm quite afraid Maybe it's because I no longer see the light of day. Who knew I've become so blind With my mouth yet left to bind We're all insensitive, they say All that's left is for us to drown in a bay Full of tears Full of fears I've been saying things I never wanted All of them left me so haunted But don't get me wrong I let go of singing that hateful song They say we're terminal And it shows on the external At the end of the day We all have ugly things to say We've stopped being beautiful And turned ourselves dreadful Up to the point where I can no longer appreciate Up to the point where I want myself to asphyxiate It hurts so bad I feel like I'm turning mad In this generation of negative things All we feel is the plucking of our wings
kachiyuki
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
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