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Jan 2015
I slam the door
lock it
barricade it
back
back
back away
hide in the closet
in the dark
and cower---

but it doesn't do any good.
It's still there.
I can't escape this curse.
what I'd give
to fall asleep
***** my finger
stay in a dream land
perhaps neverland
so that I don't have to face it
endure it
crawl through it.
What good are these?
what have they ever done for me?
nothing but pain and torment
self loathing and disgust
depression anxiety anger
what good are emotions?
what have feelings ever done for me?
They've made me a bitter villain.
Fish The Pig
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Fish The Pig
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   ---, Santiago, Sombro and Jamie King
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