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Dec 2021
I don't really have anyone to go to anymore.. My feelings are locked up my heart is sore.
I don't feel heard. My mind is in a constant swirl.
I feel hurt and alone.
It aches down to my bones.
My pain. My voice. My soul. I wish I could make it stop.
Make it stop. Put a bullet through my brain to make the world come to an end.
Stop the pain. Life is a pain. Please someone help.
I beg. I plead. I feel like I am going to melt.
My insides burn my stomach churns.
I don't know what I am doing.
Stay strong. stay tough. Man up. That's rough. I feel like the end is near. I hope it's better out there. I wish you luck. You wish me mine. Cause to me? This pain is divine.
Written by
Corwin Schneider
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