No context for this one. There's not even a title. I mean, there IS a story, but it's too long and basically I wrote it when I was feeling extremely depressed and was contemplating suicide.
BUT DON'T WORRY!
I'm not stupid enough to do that. In a way, writing things out and expressing my feelings help flush out the thoughts.
So I'm fine now.
Just thought I'd put this up here though, because one of my friends said it was "beautiful but sad" and I thought it was beautiful too. So here, enjoy!
Hatred courses through my veins
As the cold wind bites my face
Several memories rush through my mind
The injustice leaves me in a craze
And wanting to drag that shining blade
Across my skin until it drips
With streaks of deep red
I scream and tighten my grip
I stare into the mirror
And wish I could disappear
Cease to exist and fade away
From everyone far and near
Wondering if it will make a difference
To anyone at all if I depart
And if at least heaven or hell
Will have a place for my heart
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