rockoncheese101 Posted August 21, 2005 Report Share Posted August 21, 2005 I want to rip out this heavy feelingInside my chestMy heart is only stingingits starting to become a pestI keep pulling out my hairAnd clutching my stomach which feels numbYou cant know how bad im hurtingOr where this rage is coming fromPlease get on your knees and prayBecause prayers are all I haveWhen it gets down to the endPlease tell me that I was worth it least one of your thoughtsAnd Everything was worth itEven the tight stomach knotsSometimes theres so much feeling locked insideSo how can I feel empty?I want to cut open my throatSo I wont have that feeling of me wanting to screamIf it hurts bad enoughI may wake up from this dreamAlthough I'd barely call this a dreamIts more of a nightmareJust make it go awayMake everything alrightGive me back my hearingGive me back my sightSo I can hear the words dumped on meAnd see what your going to doI guess it wont make any contsillationIf i say "I love you"My hand turns into fireAs i thrash it upon my faceI keep the pain goingas I do this in a slow paceIm so sick of feeling so hurt, so discusted,ugly,wrong,unwanted,tauntedBeing noticed by someHated by manyThe hope seemed to failI want a fairytaleI want a new lifeI wanna make a great motherAnd a perfect wifeI want to be a fantastic friendI want my personality rare like a 4 leaf cloverIm waiting to get thru this milestoneGet the pain done and overKeep a steady paceKeep a good strideNothings worse on this earthThan thinking of suicideThe only hand i have to holdIs mineThis stupid girls life im livingIm telling you i quit..i resignWill someone let me lean on their damn shoulderAnd fucking help me through itSo young and already make mistakesSo basically i blew it... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shortie Posted August 21, 2005 Report Share Posted August 21, 2005 Good Poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mephisto Posted August 21, 2005 Report Share Posted August 21, 2005 This is a very serious post I'm about to make. I'm not joking. Are you ok, rockon? With all of the poems being posted like this, I'm starting to worry a bit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shortie Posted August 21, 2005 Report Share Posted August 21, 2005 Is she What? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rockoncheese101 Posted August 21, 2005 Author Report Share Posted August 21, 2005 Fine. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BeautifulDisaster Posted August 21, 2005 Report Share Posted August 21, 2005 I write about death, and people dying all the time. It does not mean that shes psycho or I'm psycho. Sad poems, are usually the most beautiful. And I understand where she is coming from completely. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
punkrawker Posted August 21, 2005 Report Share Posted August 21, 2005 i agre with kindablonde. i have over 600 poems about death,sucicide, all the depressing stuff. sumtimes ppl have hard lives and it dosent work out like they want to, so they think, how can i release my feelings. u dont wont to kill urself, so the next thing that comes to mind is poems. u can say wutever u want to cuz its ur poem. its a way of taking ur anger or any emotion that u r feeling and just casting it out. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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