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Blackness
It's hard to be happy,it's hard to be open
When you're dizzy with anger and your dreams have been crushed
Laying on the damp hard ground tears flowing all my fears I can't put to rest
I’m broken and lost bound by my own pain
I can imagine my spirit leaving my body floating into vast emptiness
At last all I can feel is cold all I see is darkness my mind wonders with racing thoughts
Tired of being used as a pawn in the game, feelings of shame
realizing I truely am all alone
Wondering if I'm unworthy, is a life of bliss not my destiny
Why is happiness so hard for me to attain
Not knowing how much longer this pain I can bear
Descending into madness within myself
Heart racing in a frenzy and falling apart in bits and pieces
Wishing it would just all end this miserable existence
I can’t be free from pains strife, in this life there seems no hope no future
I see no light at the end just a black hole with welcoming arms to fall into and be lost and forgotten forever
A whisper I hear "one day this pain will make sense to you"
As I sit here thinking is this a dream or my reality
When you're dizzy with anger and your dreams have been crushed
Laying on the damp hard ground tears flowing all my fears I can't put to rest
I’m broken and lost bound by my own pain
I can imagine my spirit leaving my body floating into vast emptiness
At last all I can feel is cold all I see is darkness my mind wonders with racing thoughts
Tired of being used as a pawn in the game, feelings of shame
realizing I truely am all alone
Wondering if I'm unworthy, is a life of bliss not my destiny
Why is happiness so hard for me to attain
Not knowing how much longer this pain I can bear
Descending into madness within myself
Heart racing in a frenzy and falling apart in bits and pieces
Wishing it would just all end this miserable existence
I can’t be free from pains strife, in this life there seems no hope no future
I see no light at the end just a black hole with welcoming arms to fall into and be lost and forgotten forever
A whisper I hear "one day this pain will make sense to you"
As I sit here thinking is this a dream or my reality
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