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insane
Everywhere I look, everywhere I go
I can't breathe, I can't run
I try not to think
It hurts too much to do so
Anger and fear builds up inside
I cannot think, when everyone thinks I'm crazy
No one understands me, I need out!
Clawing at the walls, inside of my heart
Screaming in my head
My blood begins to boil
So much rage, so much hate
All I can do is think.....
About the rough knife under my bed
I can hear it calling out my name
Telling me, that it will make my pain go away
Its hard to shut out the urge
To pick it up
What have I done?
I'm here sitting in my own pile of blood
I'm screaming, but yet no one is here to hear me
I am alone in my dark room
Waiting for death to come
I fall unconscious
I can't breathe, I can't run
I try not to think
It hurts too much to do so
Anger and fear builds up inside
I cannot think, when everyone thinks I'm crazy
No one understands me, I need out!
Clawing at the walls, inside of my heart
Screaming in my head
My blood begins to boil
So much rage, so much hate
All I can do is think.....
About the rough knife under my bed
I can hear it calling out my name
Telling me, that it will make my pain go away
Its hard to shut out the urge
To pick it up
What have I done?
I'm here sitting in my own pile of blood
I'm screaming, but yet no one is here to hear me
I am alone in my dark room
Waiting for death to come
I fall unconscious
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