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Dec 2011
Im black and twisted and wrought with despair

At points my life is no longer there

Rending and bending the thoughts in my head

I wonder deep down when my heart filled with dread

No drink may quench no food may curve

You notice it now but dont have the nerve

To call me that name to brand me alive

In fear that you will see no new suprise

The sun will not rise, the moon shall not fall

Ive waited so long for someone to call

But time stands still till ironic it seems

That time seems to pass only in my dreams

Please say it my dear, straight to my face

Youll all have your turn this isnt a race

That one spiteful word that fills me with rage

That one little phrase thats a key to my cage

But the rage and the cage are a mirror in fact

You see the reflection in which lies are packed

But words arent important so dont be afraid

This picture is me and memories fade

So go now my friend no need to console

The heart here that beats is really quite cold

I bid you adieu for i already know

You think that im worthless so please just go

I know that im worthless....leave me alone

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Shane Teter
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     Victoria Rose and Shane Teter
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