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Aug 2018
Have you ever wondered what the after life is like....
Have it ever crossed your mind that earth could be hell and then when you die that, that would be when you are truly alive
Or that we live in someone else's dream and then someday we would wake and meet reality

I know that I'm afraid to sleep or to think or just to be alone
Because that is when I'm vulnerable....
When my demons would come out and play,
Like im their playground.

They know what to say
Lol
They don't need to say anything because I would do it anyway...
One cut here and there....
A note saying I'm sorry and I love them....
They are not the one to blame and if they seek the truth they wil never find it...
Because it's buried with me.

Maybe I have the wrong idea on life
Or maybe it's life that treat you like **** and expect you to treat it like a king
Or maybe I just don't know how to live life as if it would be my last day...

Nahh it's not that...
I know I'm tired...
My soul seeking death...
My mind trying to think of a way to **** myself
And my body just doing what my mind tells it to do..

I'm not scared of the dark, maybe that's part of the problem
Being tired can be extremely exhausting
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Me  17/F
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     Armand-DeamoJC
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