Death

by Chase Witt   Jul 30, 2005


Slowly I started losing me,
Inch by inch I slipped away,
Only until I was just a shell of my former self,

I slowly tried to cut myself out,
But everyone around me made it harder and harder,
From judgment of a friend,
and several others,

So I gave up and laid there waiting,
For that joyful thing they call death.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Rachel

    Sweet poem...gets to the point fast but somtimes thats a good thing like in this one! Check out some of mine if u gtet a chance!~Rach

  • 18 years ago

    by JaSoNs LiL bAbY

    Great poem 5/5

    *MWAH*

  • 18 years ago

    by undying blusher

    Nicely written...keep writing... :)

    xxx

  • 18 years ago

    by cαtαstrophe--x

    wow, really deep short but you got the point across.good job.
    check out some of my poems let me knwo what you think!

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