Running on

by FrozenTearsBleed   May 11, 2006


Running on and on away from here,
I cant breath help me,
You are my only unwanted fear,
I want to be who I want to be.

But no you chose to take my self,
And you didnt even see my pain,
You toke away my good health,
And used my name in vein.

I wouldnt eat nor sleep at all,
I go sick and began to fade,
Dont you wait to see me fall,
I want to kill my self with a single blade.

But friends convince me to stay,
I just wanted to go for a while,
So in bed is were I lay,
In this body that is my pile.

Im not worth anything,
Look what you made me do,
I cant hear my beatiful that used to sing,
I sit here without a clue.

Ive died on the inside not the out,
I cant even love,
No one knows what I\'m all about,
So I fly away like a dove..

** a poem that describes me, my life and my pain how im worth nothing to no one and how id be better dead**

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  • 17 years ago

    by chris

    Well no one i dont think would be better off dead, but the poem was good i am a big believer in writing for theorpy and how the pen and paper can become the new drug or the new habit, i find the only reason i write is to help myself and if something i said can affect a nother person along the way then thats even better. but anyway i really liked the poem and if you no longer mean anything to anyone else you can mean something to me.