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Monday, February 18, 2008


   Life by Devin B.
Life.
That one word never seems to make sense to me anymore.
I can't put in words how I feel about life,
without it coming out wrong.
I have a creative heart but to put down words of my feelings,
Is something I can't seem to do right.
I mean I can say life sucks,
I can say life is a waste,
Or I can simply say my life is slowly draining,
going down a drain I wish it would not.

This may not make sense but it is truly not supposed to.
I have a troubled soul who wishes to escape
but doesn't know how.
I can soothe my soul with music but that only last till I have to turn it off.
When my music is gone I am once again in need of an escape.
No one can help me,
I am somewhat to stubborn to listen.

My life has always been, how should I say?
Somewhat unpleasing.
But I have never complained.
I don't even complain now.
But now instead of saying my thoughts,
I have become frustrated with myself and others.
I want to run away.
Start my own life.
Be my own person.
Not have to worry about things.
Like my mom:
Is she going to kill herself with drugs and not even realize she's doing till its to late?
Or like my dad:
Will he ever truly be happy again?

To be honest,
I don't really care.
I don't believe I ever have.
Well maybe for one person but they died a fate they couldn't fight or win.
I will end my silly words here
but what do you make of that one little word?
That one little miserable word,
Life.
Me?
I don't think I'll make it really at all.

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