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Mar 2018
Doing this all night , drinking beers to escape
Im alone, faking my happiness while my mind is getting *****
By being so lonely and too much hate, rate my body now
You can see the scars, don't come too far my bodies getting tired.

Death is near, I can feel it, it's crawling up into my skin.
Now that I feel hopeless, no one understand, where have you been?
You cannot see the messed I've done , now I can't see anyone
My eyes are closing in, somebody wakes me up from this pain!!!!

Help me!!!I know you can't hear me, but i'm screaming inside
It's ******* hurt it has a thorn that keeps my body bleeding
Torturing myself inside, I can't speak, I can't breathe, I'm dying
From now on, this bottle, pouring my mind to think for a living
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John AD
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