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Feb 2016
I can't
I can't handle this anymore
What used to be me heart it tore
I sit out in the dark and cry
I can't figure it out why
A Loss of my bestfriend
I wish I had a letter to send
But you can't right a letter to the dead
I close my eyes se his curly hair on hishead
His face looks sad but why
That how I last saw him I think with a sigh
But he's in a better place
No need to make haste
But I want to join him
As I  start to cut my lim
My rist covered in scars
I wish I was old enough to go to bars
I'd just drink the pain away
But for now I'll sit back with this J
Only one I say at first
But nothing can quench the thirst
My sadness is in control now
But how
I can't let it beat me
It was all fun
But now the pain and sadness won
Written by
Tyson L  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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