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Author: Dame der Zerstoerung
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Published: 04-10-05 - Updated: 04-10-05 - Complete - id:1882416

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I wake to another morning

Beautiful as yesterday

Yet I’m tired

Questions I get of you

My other half

I suffer in silent torture

For I’m starting to die out

I hope to be noticed

But yet again you’re

Better than me

Here I sit in this room alone

While you’re out having fun

My soul’s a mess

It’s innocence starting to diminish

As I’m not noticed again

So I clean it up and put it in

My black toy box

I reach out only to have it fade away

But now my thoughts are clear

Free of you if only for a moment

I weep as I wish to be like you and

I hate myself

You ask questions

I tell you tell you to leave

But it makes you stay even more

We say petty things I ran with the pain

I suffer, enjoy it

That night I lost myself

You ask why I stay quiet

I was relieved is what you wanted to hear

You try to talk to me but I just hurt myself

You try to stop me but your hand goes right through me

I pass out and I reach a horrible change

You stole my life

You’re taking over

I hate you; I want you to leave

Give me my life back

But you can’t You’ve already become my replacement



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