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May 31
have i ever wanted this as bad as i do now?
as bad as i feel after obtaining it ?
I give in as i plan my own demise , my one damnation
waking up from a mystical dream
compelling myself to forget the deed
As i keep to myself as I'm only to blame
blamed for executing my dying will.
will the guilt be so lethal i could ****
**** myself to start over do it again
how could something hurt but hurt so good ?
so good that it gives it's place to this.
feeling.
leaving no room for healing
Written by
Kalmia lilies  18/F/Paris
(18/F/Paris)   
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