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Aug 2015
The more i think about it
the more ****** up it gets
i want to be alone
but there's so many voices in my head
i'd say I'm afraid
but i really don't know
i try to run away
and all i did was go

There's a monster searching for the best parts of me
he's constantly lurking wanting more from me
it's so hard to handle
it's so hard to tell
all i want to do is scream and yell
monster monster you want more
always a demon at my door

The more i think the less i know
so bittersweet so low
looking for a sign
in the stars in the sun, high in the sky
Here I am. See me.
don't i make it look easy?
A mask is easy to wear
they whisper in my ear

Life will come and life will go
Moods will fade and Thoughts will slow
There's something about me
That i hope none will ever know
But they say i'm crazy
Maybe I'm dead inside
Truth is I'll never tell
I'm very much alive
Skylar Del Re
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