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Sep 2015
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
Kachi Sawagu
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Kachi Sawagu  Philippines
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