A Poem

[wyatt]

I was bored and my friend and I were writing poetry. This is what I wrote. I was unsure about how I felt, but this came out... Any Opinions?


I see your face,
I start to hate,
What makes you so damn great?
I try so hard to be nice,
All it gets me is another slice.
A sob here, and a tear there,
Not a single fucking care.
I want to know how you do it,
How are YOU allowed through this?
I want to go, I really do,
It's always about you!
Stop it! Please! It hurts so bad!
Why do you make me so sad?
I want to die, make it quick!
I can't take another hit!
Please not again, I can't take this!
I can't feel anymore,
Don't bother stopping.
I don't care, rip out my hair.
A hot whip on my back,
Just another crack.
I quit resisting,
So why do you keep insisting.
It's finally done,
I'm finally free,
Or will I be unable to run?
Another memory seared in,
Unable to bleed,
Impossible to succeed,
Another invincible creed.
I wish I could die every day,
I used to even pray,
Not a care anywhere,
Since no one is really there.

[StoppingTime]

TWPR :arrow: The Open Book. :)

[wyatt]

Thanks!

[WalkingOnDisaster]

Great work. A lot of emotion. I think you should keep writing.