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Written Monday, October 30, 2006
“Give Up”
This is my despair
in a color coated box
This voice in my head screams
The eyes water
so the tears may fall
I keep my mouth shut,
my lips will not move
my mind aches like a sharp knife
my heart will not open
I shake
This world feels so cruel
I cry, Why me? Why me?
Why does this person have to be me?
Everyone laughs at me
They do not know my pain
They stare
They whisper
Things will never be okay
I want to give up
I want to stop the knocking in brain;
I want to forget everything
So please, please, please,
please let myself go
let me wither and die
watching the leaves of a flower turn to ash
and feel nothing
The sea
The sky
The ocean
Please let me die