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May 2018
No tears creep down my cheek,
Am I some sort of freak
Why can't I get this pain past my teeth
Must I pull this dagger from it's sheath
To sink it deep
So I can sleep
Visit heaven and hell
Until I hear the morning bell
Pulling me from dream
To hot steam
Washing away the bad memories
At school they throw questions like Jeopardy
Stuck in this small desk
Taking another useless test
Another bell rings I'm out the door
Walk down the streets past the poor
I drop my mask
Is my life just a list of tasks
Finally stumbling home
Just to study ohms
Am I just another nations clone
Am I afraid to die alone
No tears creep
I am a freak
Must this pain stay in my chest
Will this dagger sink into flesh
So I can finally rest
Lately days have been blurring together, I haven’t been sleeping much and I’m stressed out about exams, work and so on. This is just how I feel
Jake
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Jake  19/M
(19/M)   
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   LizO and eric calabrese
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