Brooken heart

by loenly angel   Jan 28, 2007


Is my love is useless to you?
I can't even touch you.
Maybe it is too less?
I am nothing I guess.
I hate my life..
I could all end it with a knife..
But who am I?
Why should I even try.
Giving others pain?
I am insane...
I missed you long enough...
But I am tough
The only thing I want right now is that I bleed
And that the devil succeed..
Killing others would be better?
And would it matter?..
I will shatter..

Why do we people live?
What do we people seek?
We are all unique..
But what could I do?
I don't have a clue..
Could you just say it?
And help me out of this pit..
But no all you do is stare..
Is there someone who will care?
And help me everywhere?..
Should I just stay ?
And think about yesterday?
Or should I wait.
And see if it is my fate...
And look into all that hate..
What is it that this life can give me?
I only find sadness and hate
I did see my fate...

Why there is so much violence..
All I look for is balance ..
But no all I get is war, hate, sadness and death.
This could be my last breath..
Then I would have peace.
And rest in one piece..
Don't we all hate it to live..
What is it that I could give..
I only get pain .
I'm all alone in the rain.
My tears fall upon the ground.
I did fell in a pool of water
I heard a strange sound..
It said "You need to slaughter".
I did look confused while standing up again.
What happened then?
I did clean my face..
And died on that place..
You wonder what the reason was?
A broken heart was enough...

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