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Nov 2013
You have no idea how badly I just want to stop,
Stop everything.
Today is one those says that I honestly feel like everything would be ok,
If I was to just stop.
Stop walking,
Talking,
Breathing,
Beating,
Living.
I'm thankful for my life,
But I feel like I don't deserve it.
I've never felt like I deserve it.
But I was given it,
And I cant give it back,
There's no receipt.
So I'm stuck.
I'm like an annoying teenager on the phone,
Who keeps saying bye,
But never hangs up.
Well I'm still taking up the line.
Bye...
Bye...
Bye...
**** it,
I'm not going anywhere am I?
Love
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   Francisco DH and Emily Tyler
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