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Feb 2016
In the mirror, broken soul
No one with me, no control
On the ground again tonight
My demons put up quite a fight

Lonely living, not one friend
I did it to myself again
I ran away from those who care
If there's a hell, I'm headed there

Drowning, but won't call for help
I need them, but can't bring myself
Need to cry, but tears aren't free
That razor blade is tempting me

Not tonight, no not again
These scars will last me 'til the end
I run away, but soon I'm blocked
By walls, I'm trapped, and there's the Clock

Tic Toc Tic
Time sprouting wings
It grabs me by my Life and springs
I watched my life fly past with Time
The thief, unbiased in its crime.
ThatSynGirl
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ThatSynGirl  30/F/Nunya
(30/F/Nunya)   
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