I love the feeling of knowing I'm nothing; I have to because I never feel like something. I'm a worthless pile of ****, I know With too much pride inside to let it show. I'm falling and falling from a great height Around me they laugh thinking I'm a funny sight I've never been loved and know that no one ever will Not a tear will be shed until death has made his **** And over my grave all those who laughed will cry And I wonder if it's best for me to be dead or alive At least if I **** myself, people will learn A lesson and their conscience will burn With all the regret and sorrow they feel While at the grave yard they cry as they kneel
These words spill unto the page before me Using these words, my pain everyone else can see All I have now are words and a page And I scream them as if I'm onstage To the masses of people that walk by me each day My mind is in total disarray Why don't you hear me? Why don't you see? I scream at them as they walk by I'm so alone and I begin to cry The screaming was all in my head none of them could hear what I said Just a little girl shopping with her family That was the only thing of me they could see
Why do the tears sting my eyes so? The salt in them, this I know But there must be something more That makes my eyes so sore My family hates the world in which I want to be On nothing do we ever agree I want to be who I really am I want to just get rid of all them Cause them all the same amount of pain As me and how hard I try to stay sane Hate is a dull word compared To what I feel because you never really cared I want to **** myself because of all the pain I feel If I died, would you go to my grave, and cry as you kneel?
I shall write forever more Right until the day I knock on hell's door Until the end of the world shall come And god bears yet another only son Until never more shall the sun rise Is when I will never again open my eyes Ashes unto ashes and dust unto dust Sooner or laster, join them I must But until then I bid thee farewell While inside of a hole I shall dwell No one will care to look for me No one will bother their eyes to see No one will with me even plea To come back home once more
This poem probably wont make much sense due to the frame of mind I was in at the time, but I'm might as well post it up here, lol.