Confusion
my head is spinning
my life is dying
i dont know what to do anymore
i feel as if my body is going to swallow me whole
no one can help me
cause no one cares
cant you take me from here?
do i have to do it myself?
i want to ge away.
i want to escape this place..
nothing but the smooth glide of my knife can fix anything
but even that is only temporary.
only a moment of sanity costs me 10 scars.
an uneven trade...but its what i have to do..
my blade is my only friend.
its the only thing thats there when i need it the most.
please get me out of this
take me away from here
all the hurt...all the pain..
maybe i should end it myself
not like anyone would miss me
no one would notice i was gone anyway...
what do i matter to the world?
would you miss me?
wait. dont tell me.
im important.
yeah....ok.
ive herad that one before..
im done being in second place
im done having my life torn away from me
im done letting other people walk all over me.
im so confused.
do i let you do what you want to make you happy and keep me happy?
do i let my emotions get the best of me and tell me how to live my life?
or do i just end it all.
my head is spinning....
my knees are skaing
and my hip is bleeding.
what in the world do i do now....
someone tell me..
cuz i am so confused...
Copyright © Elizabeth Bark | Year Posted 2011
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