I have come here
Just to inform you...
I'm NOT sorry,
For what I shall do.
I have no guilt
Nor shame,
For leaving you
To your life game.
Life holds nothing...
Nothing for me.
No purpose.
Only misery.
I'm in debt.
I'm in pain.
I cry, knowing
I'm not sane.
Cause I see me dead.
A gruesome scene.
My knife in my throat.
The bloodiest of dreams.
No one gives a fuck.
No one will care,
While at my corpse,
They'll stare.
Just another one.
Another fucked up kid.
You're better off
With what I did.
I went quiet.
I went alone.
I went to find
A new home.
I'm with the others.
Those like me.
Helpless, lost, dead...
Gathered alone in our misery.
I know.
I'm going to hell.
But it's probably
Just as well.
Mom. Dad.
I love you.
I just don't know
What else I can do.
I'm sick of hurting.
I'm sick of crying.
I'm sick of all the
Pieces of me dying.
I'd feel empty
If not for the rage.
If not for all this hate
Pushing me to this stage.
All of you.
You could see.
You all knew what
Was happening to me.
You watched me.
Losing my mind.
So all you fucks...
Leave your jokes behind.
You're all responsible.
You could have stopped this.
But you never cared.
You all wanted this.
The time has come.
This is what I need to do.
I just needed to leave
Something for all of you.
I hope you enjoy this.
I wrote it just for you.
This is it.
My final "FUCK YOU!"
A contest entry
- Emotastic - it's not a trend it's a lifestyle by undyingservent.
450 points, ended October 20, 2007, 7 entries
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Comments
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You have taken the first step. You have expressed your deepest and most painful of emotions in this poem. Clearly expressing yourself and your message is clear and to the point. Well written.
Let the ink flow and your fingers dance
Rosemary -
No 1
You can become a very good poet in time
keep up the revolution not against your self
Against the rotten world -
really good. but really sad. dont do it to yourself. it isnt worth it. although u may think nobody loves you, many do. so many. u just may not c it. ul hurt those whu love u. is it worth their pain as well.



