Saturday, 26 March 2011

- a blip in the existence of a structure vast and great.

I will scream out your name until my throat bleeds
to remind you of all the lies you made me believe. 
Then I will drop to my knees, and wait for sunrise,
feel the heat of my anger in the sting of my eyes.


When I wake up, I'll start over again,
stare in the mirror and beg for an end.
Please, let me go. My life has no meaning.
Somewhere inside me, there's a beauty I'm not seeing.


All I can do is weep, my body is slowly being drained of life.
I will curl up into a pathetic heap, and wait my turn to die.

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