The voices in the air
told me
about a way to escape,
escape from this place.
All it takes
is the music beating
through my veins
and a lonely razor-blade.
Sharp pain,
Lose of thought,
blood drips,
Escape.
Drop down
back to reality,
it sucks.
No body cares,
you hurt,
Escape.
You wait,
parents gone.
Pills and beer,
eyes roll,
you ain't here,
ESCAPE!
You awake,
tubes in your face.
depressed,
treatment,
want for escape,
escape from this place.
Author notes
random stuff i was writing while i laid in bed thinking about how messed up my life is.
A contest entry
- silent screams we make by moonburndcheese.
300 points, ended February 4, 2008, 34 entries
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Comments
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i really like this poem i can relate to all but the last part of "you awake, tubes in your face, depressed, treatment, want for escape, escape from this place" thanks for entering
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