Living To Die

Tired of being here on Earth  
Longing to crave deaths rebirth  
I once had strength that was all mine  
Now I dwell on my own demise  
This person I turned into I truly despise  
Knocked over by life not wanting to rise 
life here on earth is not for the meek  
Trampled down by emotions feeling battered and weak  
No heaven on earth for me to find  
Longing to leave this place behind  
The unknown is what I truly fear  
The only thing that honestly holds me here  
If I had a ounce of courage  
I would do what runs through my mind  
Release myself and leave this darkness behind  
Death has consumed me and swallowed me whole  
My warmth for this life lays idle and cold
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Carrillo Avatar
August 3, 2012 at 4:56 PM
This is a good poem, but it is really sad to feel like that. We have all felt like that at one time or another. Rember - you are here for a reason and things don't last forever. May God be with you. Lucilla
Castro Avatar
August 4, 2012 at 1:56 AM
Thank You Lucilla for the kind words and you're right
Allen Avatar
August 3, 2012 at 1:11 PM
Such a dark piece. Your writing style is superb and your execution has huge impact. Writing is cathartic and I hope getting these emotions out there helps. -Stephen.
Castro Avatar
August 4, 2012 at 1:56 AM
Thanks Stephen and it really does help : )
Lane Avatar
August 3, 2012 at 11:49 AM
I have felt this same pain before. I have done some of my best writing while feeling this way. I call it therapy through ink. It feels good to get it out there and express yourself! I agree with Ilene, keep writing and making you will fill that void! Take care!
Castro Avatar
August 4, 2012 at 1:58 AM
I call it putting my pain to paper... Hoping eventually I'll shake it off : )
Bauer Avatar
August 3, 2012 at 4:50 AM
wow! very sad. if you're really feeling this bad, maybe it will help to know that you've got some poetic talent to live for...
Castro Avatar
August 3, 2012 at 5:20 AM
Thank you Ilene : )
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace