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Jan 2011
How do I feel?
I feeling like killing
I feel like dying
Watching blood spilling
And sitting back and crying
Life is lost inside
A feeling of emptiness undefined
Charisma and friendliness
Nothing in tenderness
Wretched is the soul of loss
**** and beer
Make my insight clear
And it fills my heart with temporary cheer
I take a **** and chill
I drink and drink and still
No fill
But its all good
I understood
The difference in time
And on my mind
Is suffering as fleeting as the wind blows
And I know justice rules all
When blind eyes see
The darkest darkness breeds
Deep down a mind defines
Its life
With meek lines
Flowing outward into a black hole
That is a world of genesis
No longer in crisis
As I sit here and write this
I wonder if anyone will even like this
But I don't care
My veins are ice
My soul is frozen in time
But other than that I'm fine :).
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
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