Teen Poetry #5 |
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lilibeelee Member
since 2001-07-12
Posts 143 |
Im getting sick of this sadness Im getting sick of this madness Im going insane not much more of me reamins Each time I say im not worth it my soul and heart takes a hit I say what am i doing why does this continue I just want to start of a life,all brand new Hurting my self to relive the pain I cant do this this is insane Noone knows this pain as well as me noone knows or cares to see Noone understands this its how it will be Descusting myself with my own reflection I dont even know where ive begun begun hating who iam and the soul i see hating this body, why is this me Hatred and sorrow there is no tomorow let this end all please noone else sees this pain that puts me where iam this sickness needs to end sick of every turn and bend sick of deciding sick of tomorow sick of it all sick of the sorow geting to that breaking point there is no turn around I become numb to my feelings, no feelings to be found The end is straight ahead, no where to look but there my heart is already broken,now its starting to tare blur is all it becomes nothing once again It all doesnt matter in the end |
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keoni Senior Member
since 2000-10-16
Posts 850Up in the mountains in the NFC |
This is a good poem. I can totally relate. I hope everything gets better. Nice job on the poem Jon "Your anger is a gift"-Rage Against The Machine |
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TopGunLauren Senior Member
since 2000-08-02
Posts 718California |
I can really relate to this poem and I love it.Keep up the awsome work. Lauren |
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Poet Unknown Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 140Missouri |
i think a lot more ppl than ya think can relate to that, great job on expressing your thoughts and feelings though keep it up Eternal agony, invisions of carnage, needles stabbing you in the eye, this is what its like when doves cry |
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Spice Senior Member
since 2001-04-13
Posts 1266Resting in my cardboard box. |
"I just want to start of a life,all brand new" Awesome job here. You expressed yoruself SO well! You wouldn't worry about what people thought about you if you knew how seldom they did. |
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