The end

by Broken Angel   Nov 29, 2014


Whatever happens to me tonight
at least I know I put up a damn good fight
I've fought with these demons far too long
now I'm realizing that fighting them is wrong

I'm too tired of the heartbreak that comes with life
it seems like the more I stop death here comes strife
it's always a constant battle, who will win.
Until I pick up this knife then the winner is sin.

Things seem so perfect but it's all a lie
maybe things will be perfect if I'd just die
honestly I don't choose life anymore
and that's cause me living now feels like a chore

All these scars are nothing compared to what ill do
the deepest of all will seem so small and the many will become few
of all the hurt I've caused to everyone
at least now, maybe just maybe, I'm finally done!

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  • 9 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    May I ask why fighting the demons is wrong? I think we all have demons. Personal to us, yes, and though I have no idea about your situation and can't possibly understand, I think it's worth it in the end to fight the demons. Even if we are bruised and torn up and flat out tired.

    Keep hope, keep striving. And I know that may sound cliche and silly coming from a stranger, but hopefully writing this out can help release emotions or help sort through thoughts. I know writing can help me feel less alone or like I'm not as trapped with thoughts. I admire that you can share this and be vulnerable in a poem, as some people may not want to write about their troubles or admit anything. This is admitting the pain and desperation.

    Keep writing and hope things look up.

  • 9 years ago

    by John Doe

    I like the emotion behind the poem, but I feel you can better the sentence construction, like in para 2 line 2 "The more I stop death here comes strife" doesn't make much sense to me instead you could try writing " Every time I stop death, flows in more strife" or " In this battle against death, my life's reduced to strife".