a depiction of how life can go so wrong.
And bashing my hands against my head.
It doesn't it work.
I'll scream inside then out.
Then plunge this knife straight into my chest
And rip it away with blunt razors.
I'll cut my wrists.
The bleed myself to death.
That night you came for me.
But he entered my room and filled it up.
And I was left smothered.
And I'm left lashed
Till I'm broken and lifeless on the ground.
Everyone that I knew
Grinning down on me.
Baring onto their pain.
Taken out on me
Are these lifeless cries of torment
Or just another wish for silence.
Dance me into something
Somewhere I can feel
Somewhere where I have a place in.
A place to be.
Where am I
I'm lost
In this scary black hole
Called desperation.
Noises in my head
Telling me nothing's real.
Die to make it real.
Live to
Curse everyone who cares.
Make their life a living hell.
So when I try and do my right thing.
I get pulled back
From the water filled sink.
And everything goes blurry.
I'm lost again and no one's here
And it's scaring me
And somethings not right here.
The food smells stale and tastes like
Dirt from the ground.
The walls cave in
And things move and they stand still.
Creatures move above my head.
And I'm worried for my safety
And I blink for one second of life.
I cry and bite myself
As a form of punishment.
I wish my puppets and teddies
Come alive and cuddle me
While no one's here.
The parents talk
To the ghost of their daughter.
I bleed to let them know.
I'm not that dead.
I can still feel.
I can still feel.
Just feelings distorted.
Poetry by jacy
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Written on 2005-10-24 at 00:16
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Life In Living Hell
Tearing my hair outAnd bashing my hands against my head.
It doesn't it work.
I'll scream inside then out.
Then plunge this knife straight into my chest
And rip it away with blunt razors.
I'll cut my wrists.
The bleed myself to death.
That night you came for me.
But he entered my room and filled it up.
And I was left smothered.
And I'm left lashed
Till I'm broken and lifeless on the ground.
Everyone that I knew
Grinning down on me.
Baring onto their pain.
Taken out on me
Are these lifeless cries of torment
Or just another wish for silence.
Dance me into something
Somewhere I can feel
Somewhere where I have a place in.
A place to be.
Where am I
I'm lost
In this scary black hole
Called desperation.
Noises in my head
Telling me nothing's real.
Die to make it real.
Live to
Curse everyone who cares.
Make their life a living hell.
So when I try and do my right thing.
I get pulled back
From the water filled sink.
And everything goes blurry.
I'm lost again and no one's here
And it's scaring me
And somethings not right here.
The food smells stale and tastes like
Dirt from the ground.
The walls cave in
And things move and they stand still.
Creatures move above my head.
And I'm worried for my safety
And I blink for one second of life.
I cry and bite myself
As a form of punishment.
I wish my puppets and teddies
Come alive and cuddle me
While no one's here.
The parents talk
To the ghost of their daughter.
I bleed to let them know.
I'm not that dead.
I can still feel.
I can still feel.
Just feelings distorted.
Poetry by jacy
Read 651 times
Written on 2005-10-24 at 00:16
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