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Cant deal with this
I wont forget
the days I die,
its just a dream
just another high.
I let myself go
I cant hold on,
this unbarable life
it feels like a ton.
a ton of hate
hence a ton of tears,
I wont hold back
there's nothing to fear.
Some people ask
why am I who I am,
I am no einstein
and sure as hell no uncle sam.
Am I perfect....no
am I trouble,
answers to questions
in my head they double.
I am a link
to a chain of hate,
furious when you think your here
but realizing the fact that your too late.
Don't give me
lies full of stupidity,
I'd rather die in haste and pain
in the humidity.
My life is screaming
my body shows death,
I escape from it
like I'm on meth.
I don't feel
what you do,
my life is out of proportion
I dont feel you.
Simple things come
as they go,
life has just taken
its final blow.
Its time for me
to lay down and die,
I wont be afraid
I wont be shy.
Its my final day
its my last moment,
blood scattered everywhere
as I lay on the cement.
Why should you care
you are not me,
you don't understand
what goes on with me.
This doesn't mean
I am running away,
I just want this
to be my last day.
Don't say to me
you'll miss me and cry,
just get away from me
and let me die.
the days I die,
its just a dream
just another high.
I let myself go
I cant hold on,
this unbarable life
it feels like a ton.
a ton of hate
hence a ton of tears,
I wont hold back
there's nothing to fear.
Some people ask
why am I who I am,
I am no einstein
and sure as hell no uncle sam.
Am I perfect....no
am I trouble,
answers to questions
in my head they double.
I am a link
to a chain of hate,
furious when you think your here
but realizing the fact that your too late.
Don't give me
lies full of stupidity,
I'd rather die in haste and pain
in the humidity.
My life is screaming
my body shows death,
I escape from it
like I'm on meth.
I don't feel
what you do,
my life is out of proportion
I dont feel you.
Simple things come
as they go,
life has just taken
its final blow.
Its time for me
to lay down and die,
I wont be afraid
I wont be shy.
Its my final day
its my last moment,
blood scattered everywhere
as I lay on the cement.
Why should you care
you are not me,
you don't understand
what goes on with me.
This doesn't mean
I am running away,
I just want this
to be my last day.
Don't say to me
you'll miss me and cry,
just get away from me
and let me die.
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