|Broken For Good
Author: my.life.is.over PM
No, not dead, but not alive. I don't think I wanted to survive.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Tragedy - Words: 151 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-31-12 - id: 3027802
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I wake up in a hospital bed,
and find everything's red.
Even in my head,
[I'm restricted by a chain]
No, not dead, but not alive.
Did I really want to survive?
I guess my strength went in overdrive,
[which really drives me insane]
But now that I'm broken,
I'm going to be outspoken,
I have life as a token
[of my pain]
I feel so strange,
so I try to change,
but okay is far out of my range
[my attempts were clearly in vain]
Bound to my room,
not leaving any time soon,
I'm full of doom
[as I listen to the rain]
Slowly I fade into the dark,
death trying to leave his mark,
this is no walk in the park.
[from giving in, I can't refrain]
(and the monitors start to beep)
((it's a good thing this sleep is deep))