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Aug 2014
How can I live without feeling all the trauma?
Abused and hurt, I feel less worthless than a victim.
Sure I will live, throughout all those drama.
For I am not even a victim. "You can just hurt him?"

No, I refuse to conform to your trickery.
I will not walk into my own tragedy.
I can hurt you as much as you hurt me.
Turning myself into a herald of misery.

Walking a path of war.
Talking with the sharpest tongue.
Leave a trail a blood and gore.
It's just that I haven't begun.

I spent too much time on my own.
I talked with myself
Debate about our actions.
Getting closer to your definition of hell.

I am still a demon in my own eyes
So much that I wish I won't survive
Hanging on to the desire to be alive
I want to die in the fight for my life.

Hope to see the world in chaos
Hope to see the world in peace
Chaining myself in a crisscross
Such dilemma really exist.
Written by
Krieger  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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   Emma
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