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In The End

I値l be good
I値l be fine
As I pretend
I知 not losing my mind

I知 finally loosing
The control I never had
I知 still trying to convince myself
That life isn稚 that bad

But I cant stop myself
From thinking I don稚 belong
Cant stop my heart
From singing its sad song

I知 bored of life
Bored with breathing
I want to give up
Tell the world I知 leaving

Broken is my heart
Shattered is my soul
One day I値l die
Reach my final goal

But it wont happen for so long
By then I値l be to far gone

No one can save me
No matter how hard they try
They cant save a person
Who lives to die.

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  • DennisP1
    August 2, 2008

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    The poor girl just wanted to die.
    All alone in a world gone awry.

    She tried to call out but no one cared
    So she sat in her room alone and scared.

    She held a sharp razor close to her wrist.
    And wondered, Should I just end it with this?

    The first cut was scary, the second, not so.
    Each day got easier and she let no one know.

    She wore her sleeves long and kept to herself
    As she waited for evening for that trip to hell.

    She knew she should stop but didn't know how
    She was caught in whirlpool of misery and sorrow

    She had met a cute guy who gave her a wink
    She kinda liked him; But what would he think?

    Her arms were scarred, her clothing was dark
    She'd tell you she's Gothic but that was a lark

    "Oh God up above look down on me
    I'm lost and alone; Can't you see?"

    Or is it that you just don't care
    and caste me aside in this life unfair?"

    Her tears fell heavy is she laid in her bed
    Her blankets pulled tightly around her head

    Then a whisper she heard from a place unknown
    When you open your heart you're never alone.

    Thanks for the muse!








  • Bob Fox
    June 8, 2008
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    sadly

    Your words are penned on here by so many young poets. Has the world failed in such a dreadful way. Depression can be blinding, that I know. But life is a gift to be treasured. But then again you would never know it by some of my poems. Write on young poet. It does help