Pain Is All I Know
Shadows embrace my bleeding corpse
They stab my heart with shining swords
With every stab, my heart contorts
With every stab, my brain distorts
Everlasting madness and sadness remains
Before I'm put in my box of restraint
To demons, my heart once pertained
They drained my mind and stained my name
I'd cut their skin and take their air
I'd grab their bodies, rip and tear
I'm going to take their lives, I swear
One day I'll come, just be aware
Hate and sadness don't match well
It turns into a living hell
I'm going to grab my sharpest blade
I'm going to kill my lungs today
I just want to get away
I am just a human waste
Canvas filled with all their lives
Painted with my sharpest knife
Watching for their peering eyes
Watching out for fiercest lies
Colors fade, as does my care
Life is dumb and just, unfair
My blood is mixed within my hair
Hearts are racing, no one cares
I've swallowed pride and blood and pills
But I am still mentally ill
Copyright © Kevin Crossed | Year Posted 2017
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