Home at eight
In bed by ten
Quiet after dark
Will it never end
Not falling asleep
Friends never call
Lying in bed
Staring at the wall
No lover by my side
And emptiness in my heart
Death looks better then this
But can I play that part
A heaviness I can't escape
Pulling at me in every different way
I can't work up the strength
To decide whether I want to go or stay
I feel like a shadow
In the background and hardly there
I know my family loves me
But do they really care
Can I do what I'm thinking
Do I really want to meet death
I guess that's a question I'll continue to ask
With each and every breath.
Author notes
Written October 19th, 2006
A contest entry
- To Give Up... by Blood Slurpie.
300 points, ended December 11, 2006, 13 entries
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a fantastic piece,but im really hoping its not how you actually feel. alot of feeling in this one sad,yet makes you think as well.
keep asking the question,but dont chose the wrong answer.
great write as always
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i moved too and i just got a computer...lol...this was a beautiful poem...and a question that will go unanswered i hope...your poetry has always left me thinking...but this is one that doesn't because i don't need to ask that question so there for it will go unanswered for me...keep the wonderful writes coming...from your heart and nothing but...<3Anna
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Outstanding
This is a thoughtful poem, I like how you question the world around you. This poem is emotional with depth and sensitivity. It makes me think about my values, what's really important. -
Oh I moved. And just got my computer set up. What about you? Thanks for your wonderful comment. Ttyl ~Eclipse
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wonderfully dark and sad
Beautiful poem, I haven't seen you in a while, what's been up. You're a very talented writer, I enjoy all of your pieces
keep up the wonderful work dearie!
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