|As I Sit Here
Author: Mr. Izzy Fabulous PM
I think too much, and thats what leads me to this.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 159 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-21-05 - id: 2011826
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As I Sit Here
As I sit here, lost and lonely,
Dark and death flow through my mind,
Thoughts of suicide consume me,
And leave all happiness behind.
I seek a place where I can find
A refuge from myself,
And weep in my deepening depression,
But there is nothing of me left.
My soul has fled, a hollow shell
Is what I have become,
I hate myself, I don't know
And don't care where these feelings have come from.
I don't know who I am anymore,
I've lost myself I fear.
The rest of me is drained away
Along with all my tears.
Death seems like my only deliverance,
And so I clutch my knife,
But I cannot bring myself to do it,
I cannot end my life.
So I lie inside myself and scream,
For I cannot escape the signs,
I've driven myself to hell on earth,
I've left happiness behind.