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Oct 2014
Hello world
My name is Blake
Im fed with life
Iv had all that I can take
Every breath I take is just another
mistake
im too passive
and I have  too much on my plate
my bodies starting to fail
but it’s my babies heart
that’s at stake
I have no friends

Well not that I can tell
No body to give a **** if I end up in hell

They say lift your head up
and pray to god
but let ask you something..
isn’t that a little odd?
why would I pray to
someone I can’t even see
it’s not really that I
don’t believe
it’s what if god doesn’t believe in me?
what if there’s no one up there
looking out for me?
What if..
The end is just the end for me?
Blake Dixon
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Blake Dixon
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     Timothy, ryn and Conor Neuhaus
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