Another Sad Night

by Arcane Blondie   Jun 12, 2006


I look over at the clock,
11:37,
I dont think I want to die,
But I know I dont want to live,
I think about how Im such a waste of life,
My mom lost two children,
Even before they had a chance to experience a taste of life,
Of air,
Why couldnt it be me?
They might be happy,
If only it was one of them that had lived,
But it was me,
A guilty feeling sweeps over me,
It overwhelmes my body,
And it gets harder to breathe,
Why wasnt it me?
Tears are streaming down my face,
Tears that they wouldnt cry,
Why?
Why does life happen?
I look over and the clock now says 1:37,
Ive lived through 2 more hours.

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  • 17 years ago

    by xxEvilAngelxx

    This is another great poem! All of your poems have so much emotion in them. Amazing write. Keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by Samantha Hollywood

    If this was a true story, I would feel horrible!! I don`t think that the subject should feel guilty about her mother`s loss of children. But that`s beside the point.
    You`re a great writer -- I love your work. Its interesting and just overall, great.

    **Samantha Hollywood

  • 17 years ago

    by master of shadow

    This s a very deep and well written peice. has much feeling within and a very clearly presented content. the flow is smooth making for an easy read and the content clearly and simply presented yet maintaining a degree of depth and meaning

    "I dont think I want to die,
    But I know I dont want to live,"
    ^I can really relate to these lines. not wanting to die, but also no longer wishing to live...

    great peice
    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by ~Black*Rose~

    This poem is very deep and dark, I am pleased to read it, I hope you relise That I was truly touched by this poem, in a good way, Flow was on target, and Imgry could have been better, but a great poem all and all

  • 17 years ago

    by Sarah Ann

    Great one. I can relate to this, the time you sit at home pondering in bed at night, it is probably the worst and lonely times I have in my book. Don't ever wish anything like that though, be glad you are living another day. There is so much we don't see. Thank you for your comments on my poems and keep up your good work! 5/5

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