this was a poem i wrote, when i was asked to describe my feelings. i am never good with words, and it frustrates me, so i poured my heart out into this poem. it may seem quite dramatic.. even cheesey, but you can't help how you feel sometimes. please comment and tell me what you think, so i can improve for next time.
Thorns to slit my wrists,
Beautiful rose to get me out of this hell,
I don't want to feel this pain again.
Too long have I been a slave to life,
I want to be free
But you are hoding me back
I'm a puppet bound in chains,
A slave for you.
Give me the knife
Tell me you don't care
Let me do what you know is right
let death's cold hands grasp me.
Comfort me, tell me I'm free
From the pain of living
It's there I want to be.
Not here
Trapped with you
I long for the darkness
Where I can hide
Hide from you,
Hide from everyone who has ever hurt me
Forget me. My breath are getting quicker
Struggling to breath
Darkness surrounding me
It's over now
I'm free