Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2013
It is so very dark,
On the world I've left my mark.
I am so done,
I just want to run.
I'm sitting all alone,
Def to every single tone.
Prone to wander,
I can't live much longer.
Let's put it all aside,
For I don't want to hide.
Trying to be myself,
I don't need money and wealth.
I have all that I need,
The world is who I want to feed.
I will use my pain,
Why not feel the rain.
My anger will I use,
No longer want to feel the blues.
Just want to forget it all,
My list of troubles stands quite tall.
My scars are so deep,
That I cannot even sleep.
But I will not stop trying,
Even though I am crying.
I'll try till I'm dying,
And no, I am not lying.
Written a year ago in while I was in class.

Denliveβ„’  By Nadia DeLevea
Nadia DeLevea
Written by
Nadia DeLevea  24/F/The Land of Lost Souls
(24/F/The Land of Lost Souls)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems