I've been tossed overboard By my own ship of life Forgotten by the world Drowning in my own pain And the lost words I shout Never to be heard... I've slipped everyone's mind Adrift alone at sea No one seems to hear my cries All I have left is me But I'm getting tired of myself And the demons Constantly trying to drown me .... What's the point anyway In living life just to survive When there's nothing To survive for I guess I might as well Calm the seas By giving in to the tides And letting my body Wash up on the *shore
Young RH was intense and these poems are more depressing that I remember but feel free to leave any critism in the comments ~BM