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Jun 2013
My bones are weak, my heart is numb
My mind has caged me, I’m coming undone
I’m spiraling into darkness, once again
I’m losing myself, I can already see the end
There’s a dark tunnel, and the light seems to be behind me
All I’m praying for, is for another lost soul to find me
For a heart to hold me, for a hand to guide me
My bones are weak, they break on your command
I can’t seem to determine, whether I want to die on my knees
Or get shot while I stand
Please rip out my heart, cut open my mind
Try to read the fickle thoughts that have been left behind
The barrel is at my throat, I feel the metal against my chin
I thought it was over, but again it shall begin
I’m destined to be insane, to be alone, to die in vain
I don’t need you, I don’t want you
Leave me alone
Leave me
And my bones

*-lf-
Leelan Farhan
Written by
Leelan Farhan  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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