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Sunday, August 21, 2005


   poems
Depress

im so depressed
I don’t know witch way is home
I sit on my bed
lost my soul
a knife in my hand
deep red blood flows
from slits on my wrists
I look at the clock
but I don’t know if
I’ll make it to dawn
there is death
it calls me
looks me in the eye
I don’t know
fight
or fall into
light


Scream

all the silent screams
we scream because
theirs to much pain to voice
running wont help you now
finding love will only
cause you pain
the things in the world
witch way to go
all this pain
no crying, silent screams
no screaming, silent tears
all the things I see
no one sees me
all the things I hear
no one hears me
I watch, still no
scrams, tears
empty still

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