From Deep Within

by Amerasian   Jul 5, 2008


Locked up in this place,
Alone.
Here in the silence,
Many thoughts running through my mind.
A voice whispers to me,
Coming from inside my chest,
The blade,
Thirsty for blood.
Doom is cast upon me,
How can I control these urges?
Im all alone,
No one here,
No friends,
No love.
Trying to safe myself,
From the blood,
The destruction,
The death.
Do I need to be institutionalized?
Pills, anti-depressants?
What can help me?
No one,
No blade,
No alcohol,
Forever these problems will stay.
Implant themselves into my brain.
I try endlessly to cure myself,
It does not matter anyway,
I am dead.
The death,
Slowly is creeping,
From deep within.
Soon it will be forever visible.
Only then, will regret take over,
For all my suicidal mistakes.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Tasha

    This was a very good, deep poem.