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Author: caffienejunkie
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-03-02 - Updated: 08-03-02 - id:890881

…demise…

I try not to whine but I really can’t help it.

I really try to deal.

Telling me it’s a phase everyone can go through.

Four fucking years and the dream hasn’t come true.?

Why do I even try

Try to be like you.

Even if I did try.

There is nothing I could do.

Oh there’s nothing wrong in her life,

She’s a spoiled little bitch.

But how well do you know me?

How much do you see?

I didn’t realize how much it hurt,

Until it made me bleed.

That one thing,

That took it all away.

Taking away my sanity,

Slowly day after day.

I don’t understand,

Why’d it happen to me?

I don’t think about the hurt …

Until I make me bleed.

Slowly drained my innocence,

And took it all away,

Bled my innocence away,

Fucked it all away,

Drained me all away,

Standing on the ledge.

Out the corner of my eye,

Illusion of him standing there…

Waiting for my demise…



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