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Waking up to a beautiful morning
But inside me I feel nothing
I wish I to could feel
Enjoy the beauties the world has to provide
But inside I nothing, if not pain, maybe emptiness
I'm not sure anymore
I wonder if I should keep on going like this
Day in and day out feeling like shit
Voices inside beating me down every time
I try to stand up to them but they tell me I'm not strong enough
Well who knows maybe they are right
Maybe I should end this
Sooner rather later
How difficult can it be
Just slit my wrists and slowly watch myself bleed out
Or I should just disappear
Just go somewhere no one would find me
somewhere to start new
The truth is I do not think I can take this much linger
But inside me I feel nothing
I wish I to could feel
Enjoy the beauties the world has to provide
But inside I nothing, if not pain, maybe emptiness
I'm not sure anymore
I wonder if I should keep on going like this
Day in and day out feeling like shit
Voices inside beating me down every time
I try to stand up to them but they tell me I'm not strong enough
Well who knows maybe they are right
Maybe I should end this
Sooner rather later
How difficult can it be
Just slit my wrists and slowly watch myself bleed out
Or I should just disappear
Just go somewhere no one would find me
somewhere to start new
The truth is I do not think I can take this much linger
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