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Jul 2013
How can I sit here and feel bad for myself
The sadness in the air feels like its pouring on me
And I'm just stuck in the storm
This never ending storm will be the end of me
I can't cry because I've cried all my tears
I can't cut because there's no where left to cut
I try to stay clean for you
But you're the one making the storm
The storm that just rains on me
The storm that you just beg will go away
But it never does
There's a feeling in my lungs and it won't go away
A feeling like I can't breathe
Like the storm is drowning me
And you're holding my mouth open so it goes straight down
I can't breathe anymore
An I even still here
Or am I just gone
I can't tell anymore
Mariah
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Mariah
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