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Dec 2010
Crawling on hands and knees
Reaching for what no one understands
The smoke fills my lungs
As the life in me clings to land
I hate this circle of emotion
It lives inside of me
Now I'm fixing myself a potion
To get rid of everything that just won't stop

My beating heart
My dead brain
I rip apart
And go insane
The haunting shark
In the black sea
Glides silent
And sneaks up on me

What you might not know
Death is my friend
Met him one day
That just wouldn't end
Took a razor blade
As the sun rose
Was too late
Ended up with something I never chose
Just tried to meet you
Awoke on a black porch
And now
I'm just trying to see you
Even though I'm way past feeling you

The cigarette smoke fills the air
And the coffee greets my throat
The despair
Never ceases
It's not fair
I never asked for a reason
But now
I'm left here wondering
As I stare
Into the abyss just pondering
The fate that awaits me
It never comes soon enough
**** me or let me be
God ******
I just want to be free
But you just can't grant me
What I need
John
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John  28/M/New York
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