Without feeling

by monica   Feb 24, 2008


I'm so sick of everything
sometimes i just wonder what it'd be like to die
most of the time,
i don't think anyone would miss me.
i don't believe anyone would care
not my friends,
not my family,
i don't think even i would care.
I'm sick of lies.
sick of smiling, without meaning
sick of crying so hard my head hurts
sick of waking up in the morning
not wanting to live.
wanting to die with every single breath i take
begging god to let me go.
hoping to die, wanting to die, begging to die.
i just want to die.

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