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Standing in the bathroom
I can feel every emotion
Hitting me
Slamming me in the gut
Crushing my heart
I cant breathe
No words come out
Not even the scream
Stuck in my throat
I hate this
Living in this hell
Always crying
Always hurting
Its like a never ending battle
And I lose it all
My eyes rest upon something shiney
Glittering
And radiating comfort
It calls to me
Promising me
Eternal rest
And salvation
I pick up the razor
And bring it to my wrist
The scream finally escapes my lips
As my blood begans to drip
Voices start to fill my ears
Coming from the door
My family calling my name
Their words full of terror
They cant get in
I made sure of that
The door is locked
And I smile in satisfaction
Another cut to my flesh
And the hurt starts to fade
My whole being starts to numb
Now there is pounding
Coming from the door
They get frantic
But why should I care
A third stab
And Darkness starts to kick in
I laugh like a lunatic
As I slam against the wall
And slide down to the floor
Its over I can feel it
No more pain
And no more suffering
Blood pools around me
As my vision dims
The voices from outside
Become distant
I feel nothing
When my world turns black
But the comfort and solitude
of being free
The bad things
That haunted me
For years and years
Are now finally gone
As I fall into a deep forever sleep
- by WildPanteress |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/10/2010 |
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- Title: Diary of The Dying
- Artist: WildPanteress
- Description: It was a epic attempt at recreating a poem I did four years ago that i lost when my old computer crashed.
- Date: 02/10/2010
- Tags: diary dying
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