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May 2018
I don’t know where I’m going, you’ve read that all before
You read because I’m showing, my guts and all it’s gore
I wasn’t used to losing, I’m trying to endure
Coped by just abusing, I don’t go there anymore

My head used to be empty, I was happy with myself
But tougher times were lengthy, took awhile to break the spell
I was trapped inside my mind, losing hope might as well
I was running out of time, that’s what it’s like inside my hell

I’m writing this for purpose, cause I don’t know where that went
Is living really worth it? Never know until we’re dead
Found meaning in my youth, but that is leaving every day
Sun is rising as the proof, life is fleeting no debate

Endless battle with the clock, forcing sleep it never works
When you get inside my thoughts, you will see why I’m concerned
Go from zero to hundred, feeling fine to all alone
Keep my spirit up in public, that is why you’ll never know
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J  21/M/Pennsylvania
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