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ive never been enough even in my mind, i fight to win the rival that never ends. the only things that bring me comfort are Doctor Who and Lord of the Rings, mhm... yes i miss you and that smile of yours dear god, it is like heaven. but, you see, ill never be enough ive always known that. neither the doctor nor the hobbit will come to save me. i hate being so dispensable i feel so bad for my friends and my family, they have to deal with me all the time but i guess when im gone everybody will grab a glass of wine. cheers, shes finally dead. (i say this all the time in my head!) oh dear, dont be sad, be glad, shes dead and the demons are gone from her blasted head. (can i make the same end-rhyme twice?)
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:50 AM UTC
what a lonely holiday, good thing i have my demons
ive never been enough even in my mind, i fight to win the rival that never ends. the only things that bring me comfort are Doctor Who and Lord of the Rings, mhm... yes i miss you and that smile of yours dear god, it is like heaven. but, you see, ill never be enough ive always known that. neither the doctor nor the hobbit will come to save me. i hate being so dispensable i feel so bad for my friends and my family, they have to deal with me all the time but i guess when im gone everybody will grab a glass of wine. cheers, shes finally dead. (i say this all the time in my head!) oh dear, dont be sad, be glad, shes dead and the demons are gone from her blasted head. (can i make the same end-rhyme twice?)
rayyy
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:50 AM UTC
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