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Thursday, October 4, 2007


   I'm sick with these poems pounding through my head...
Carved in a tree
And maybe sometimes in me
I'm not the only one who sees
This muted depression shadowed in anxiety
So strap me down and gouge my eyes
Pierce the wounds and peel the lies
Rip me apart from inside out
I'm nothing left but a glimmer full of doubt

Take this heart bleeding so that it shines
Look at me with your shameful eyes
And tell me the truth which you cannot speak
Am I the one you never seeked
I'm the wrong and you're the right
I'm the dark and you're light
You're the blood and I'm the tears
I'm the thing who cannot hear

Take me down and choke me so
You lied and you cried but you could never show
Now I have to pay and what can I say
You made this guilt out of your own
Words cannot express how much I feel so alone
Ready to leave and never come back
But you can't let me
It's all turning black.

Yeah, I wrote it. If you like it, you're awesome. If you don't, oh well. I wrote it last night after my friend yelled at me for something I can't remember, but I'm best at poetry when I'm feeling sad. Anyways, I'm sick from school so I should be in bed right now, coughing and sleeping and stuff like that. Kay, later.
--Tabbs

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