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Mar 2014
Feeling down, theirs no one around.
No one around to save me from my self.
The demons inside, their consuming.
And I cant seem to get away from them
Voices yelling inside my head, telling
me **** that I've buried deep inside.
Maybe I'm just crazy.
Never ending pain, in this game called life.
Thought I had it all figured out,
But **** just went down in a burning flame.
I've screamed till my lungs gave out,
but theirs no one around,
drowning in this addiction and I wont be free
Till I'm at the bottom,
letting the darkness consume all around me
without light in my sight, I'm blinded by hate
and I can't see a thing. Not a **** thing.
Jeremiah vibe
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