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Aug 2018
Goodbye unkind world
How I wish it wasn’t so
No relief have I found
In my blackened soul

It never seems to relent
And lingers by my side
Some kind of sick fantasy
That plagues your mind

I have held on for so long
And waited for what never came
I’m so sick of staring into the ceiling
There’s no one left to blame

I feel as a scoffer held out on the street
Watching other in delight
While slowly I retreat
But it is not by my choice
That I have met such disdain
No matter how much I attempt
This emptiness seems to hang

And for such times to look back
On the abundant joys that abound
Now seem to fade into oblivion
As I begin to slowly drown

The only time I feel alive
Is that of a revelrous sin
How lonely am I in this room
As liquid drips over my chin

How much I had dreamed
That you wouldn’t find me like this
Please don’t be sorrowed
I have finally found bliss
Written by
Johnson  22/M/The Dirty South
(22/M/The Dirty South)   
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