Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2020
#31
Burn me alive,
End it all now,

I’m tired of the world,
I want to crawl back into my shell,

Of ignorance and bliss,
Before feeling overcame everything,
And my mind could manage and stall,

The unending dread,
The unending pain,
That recycles through my body,
And mental membrane,

Temporary relief,
Doesn’t last long,
Seeping into my bones,
Polluting my core,

Essence,
Lack of presence,
Take me away,
Bury me down low,

Erase me from existence,
Free from my soul.
Those moments where everything is just a bit too much to take.
Jammit Janet
Written by
Jammit Janet  28/F/Thunderdome
(28/F/Thunderdome)   
179
   Cat
Please log in to view and add comments on poems