Pathetic/Waste

by Brett Johnson   Jan 26, 2009


Why do I exist?
Why am I here?
I'm so pathetic.
I'm starting lose control.
I can't control "it" anymore.
I can feel the barriers being torn down, torn in half like pieces of paper.
I can't control my mind or heart anymore.
Emotions and thoughts ravaging my soul.
I'm such a waste.
A waste of space.
A waste of peoples attention and their love.
I can't take it anymore.
This life is too much for me.
I don't want it anymore.
I don't want to feel.
Feel the pain everyday.
Feel the helplessness.
I don't want this life.
I don't want to live anymore.
I just to leave this place.
I want to be cast into oblivion.
Cast into the Hell that I deserve.
I want to die so bad.
I can't take it anymore.

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