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Thursday, December 1, 2005


A poem
Well my life is meaning less and I don''t have a clue on what to type here since i haven't posted in 4 ever so i'll give you guys a depressing poem
Red, crimson, blood, that's all I see
Death, betrayal, lust, that's all that will be
You people and your harmony
It's sickening, is that all you need?
Teens getting wasted then having a baby
Those are the same hypocrites who yell at me

Trying to run away, I find my true self
The pain, the heartache and all the rest of me
Never truely knowing what's best
but not trying to fit in with all the rest

No one tried to help,
even though they said they did
so here I sit cutting my wrist
I wanna die, I wanna excape
but that wouldn't fix anyone's pain
....but my own, and no one wants that

I don't like to hurt others,
but i find i do that often
long have I waited the day
for my heart to soften
for once upon at time
everything was okay
no one hated and no one
dated, but that time is long
gone

I wish I could go back
and corrected those wrongs
I and others did
but we all know wishes don't come
true
not for me at least, maybe you

but I plan to keep all those horrible memories
intact, without them i wouldn't be able to move on
nor correct my mistakes and
prevent them for happening
again to another person
so I hold fast to all those painful memories
and heartaches that brought blood and tears
my only hope are those memories
so I tell myself
hold on....don't let go..
not yet......
not long after this poem i began cutting myself again....i'll post another later about losing memories
::Marik carries me off into oblivion::
ps SALTED NUTS!!!!!!!


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