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My life's in vain I'm going insane, And I can't help feeling sad I'm going bonkers, I've fell off my rocker, And I'm completely, utterly mad Caught in confusion, My minds a delusion, And in the shadows I hide My life's a mistake, Filled with things that I break, No matter how hard I tried I'm not doing so well, I'm going through hell, They ignored my hapless pleas I fell to the ground, And wept without sound They left my down on my knees Away I was tossed, And now I'm so lost, I feel so wonderfully dumb I cried my tears, And I faced my fears, But everything now is just numb 2 a.m knows my woes, And as a write this prose, A tear slides down my cheek A sob breaks free, And I whimper softly, That I'm so pathetic and weak My skin is stained, From the blood that I drained, From my wrist in a thin little line I perfect a disguise, With a smile full of lies And everyone thought I was fine My mind's in a whirl The demon gave a slow curl Of his bony skeletal finger He crept up to me, And smiled nastily, "You'd be prettier if you were much thinner" I smiled a fake smile, And held on, for a while, but my life was filled with strife My blood was red, And mixed with tears that I shed, Left alone in the room with a knife So I put on a mask, and completed the task, I placed the gun to my head I curled my finger, And pulled the trigger, And In the end I was dead
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Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 3:00 PM UTC
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My life's in vain I'm going insane, And I can't help feeling sad I'm going bonkers, I've fell off my rocker, And I'm completely, utterly mad Caught in confusion, My minds a delusion, And in the shadows I hide My life's a mistake, Filled with things that I break, No matter how hard I tried I'm not doing so well, I'm going through hell, They ignored my hapless pleas I fell to the ground, And wept without sound They left my down on my knees Away I was tossed, And now I'm so lost, I feel so wonderfully dumb I cried my tears, And I faced my fears, But everything now is just numb 2 a.m knows my woes, And as a write this prose, A tear slides down my cheek A sob breaks free, And I whimper softly, That I'm so pathetic and weak My skin is stained, From the blood that I drained, From my wrist in a thin little line I perfect a disguise, With a smile full of lies And everyone thought I was fine My mind's in a whirl The demon gave a slow curl Of his bony skeletal finger He crept up to me, And smiled nastily, "You'd be prettier if you were much thinner" I smiled a fake smile, And held on, for a while, but my life was filled with strife My blood was red, And mixed with tears that I shed, Left alone in the room with a knife So I put on a mask, and completed the task, I placed the gun to my head I curled my finger, And pulled the trigger, And In the end I was dead
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Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 3:00 PM UTC
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