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Wasted Youth Jan 2015
That could just be the end of me
Hopeless it is, hopeless it will remain
Possibility will cease to be

In the event of the unspeakable happening
I will lose all of my sanity
Blood will be shed
My wrists stained with red
This rope necklace was inspired by you and my mind that is recklace

I want peace of mind
All I need is a sign to leave these thoughts behind
I put out all of my best qualities, and all I got was a smile and **amity
I'm not on edge or anything, I'm just scared of where my emotions will put me mentally put me later this week
Who am I suppose to be? Not free
Not loved or without pain
Just a recklace soul with a troubled mind
And peace is nowhere to find
How come this world is only good for some?
How come I dont get a light on the road?
Just steping stones
Cast a rock at the cross
Till death due us part
My death is unknown until I can resist
My life and the hardships
Just know I did my best to let go

— The End —