Dying Slowly

by Noorie   Feb 13, 2005


I sit alone
Thinking it all
Was I really here?
What have I done?
I see my red eyes
My pale yellow face
No one is here
To say I love you dear
My fear is taking over
My life has become hard
I see your face awake
Trying to forget the past
I hate when this happens
Can’t take it anymore
I need a knife
To let the pain go
I see my moms face
Died with pain
She had a condition
To hard to gain
Never said goodbye
Now I'm going to say hi
In my heart I push it in
Feeling my body
Numb as can be
The grave I have dug
The life I have leaded
Has left me in tears
Far from truth said
I see it all again
To hard to overcome
There I lie I can see from above
Watching my self buried
Watching it all live
I push my self to limits
Where no one will arise
To far from gone
To far from here
There I stand next
To my own body
Victim I am also
Guilty I have become
To hard to admit the truth
The young girl I have become!!!!

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