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Dec 2010
Why,

When i yell to the walls, do they only whisper back.

I've been preaching about white noise funerals,

And secrets about bleeding from the gums.


And i don't wanna change,

I wont change.


What,

Do i get for this, for damaging my body.

I only want to have some fun,

And a feel a little different.


Please just back the **** away

You smell like wasted time.


I cant stand your ******* face,

You're happy and in love.

I just want to sit in peace,

With angels hanged above.


Why,

I dont really want to die,

I only want a break.

With A forest growing in my mind,

I swear i'll set in on fire.


**** this house.

**** the air.

**** the skin,

I have to wear.

**** change,

And ******* too.

**** the knife,

I used on you.

**** your family,

**** your friends,

**** the beginning,

**** the end.

**** the drug scene,

**** your god,

**** just everything,

I want it gone.


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Don't criticize me for changing,

Change with me instead.
December 18, 2010
Brian Ray
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   Emily Tyler
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