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No False Expectation
Sitting in the dark, drunk again
Writing words known only to me
There is no desire to see another day
But I am too weak to set my soul free
I have never been nothing to no one
I have no false expectation
I am a ghost, I am the wind
The mirror won’t even show my reflection
If I hurt myself and no one ever knows
Is it even considered pain
I have made myself numb to everything
So you can never rape my feelings again
I know that I will always bleed
I have no false expectation
I wear the scars
from the battles I’ve waged
I no longer have any feelings or sensation
So I kill myself a little each day
And I’ve stopped wondering why
No one will know, no one will care
On the fateful day that I die
I know that I will be forgotten
I have no false expectation
No angels ever fought for me
My only hope, in death, is to find salvation
Writing words known only to me
There is no desire to see another day
But I am too weak to set my soul free
I have never been nothing to no one
I have no false expectation
I am a ghost, I am the wind
The mirror won’t even show my reflection
If I hurt myself and no one ever knows
Is it even considered pain
I have made myself numb to everything
So you can never rape my feelings again
I know that I will always bleed
I have no false expectation
I wear the scars
from the battles I’ve waged
I no longer have any feelings or sensation
So I kill myself a little each day
And I’ve stopped wondering why
No one will know, no one will care
On the fateful day that I die
I know that I will be forgotten
I have no false expectation
No angels ever fought for me
My only hope, in death, is to find salvation
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