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Jul 2015
The hurt in my eyes is all that has to be said
Sometimes I know I'm better off dead
The pain is the only thing I can feel
Knowing it's the one thing that's real
Sorrow consuming everything thought
Slowly losing everything I've got
Darkness closing all around
Still I don't make a single sound
Evil fills the void inside
This life's not one I'll confide
still I'll fight for one more day
But I don't think I want to stay
This life is slowly tearing me apart
it's too much strain on my heart
At my funeral people will say
"She fought until her very last day"
Written by
Susanna Carey  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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