To have a feeling
so strong
you feel like noone cared
all along
You run and run
but you cant hide
you cut and cut
and adrenaline takes a ride
You end up
real messed up
and all the stuff
just piles up
More and more
the pile seems
to revisit
in your dreams
So you finally try
to end it all
the next thing you know
your at the fall
to die has been
your wildest dream
to wake up from this nightmare
and scream
Your parents make arrangements
for your own good
the nuxt thing you know
your covered in a hood
the food sucks
and the pain kills
your no longer the one
behind the stearing wheel
can you do it
get out and stay out
help yourself scream
help yourself shout
You finally get out
the feeling is good
but was it all worth it
is it really all good ?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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an interesting question to ask yourself, i have asked my self the first one from time to time, and as for this poem i have never experince something strongly like this, a little but not a lot, keep it flowing i like this poem, the feel of it is familar

