these are a few poems i have written the last few months...and yes..they are dark poems...
Bye - Bye I'm going Die - Die....
How I wonder how it would be without me here
Death is something I don't fear
I know most people do
But it's something you can't shoo
Life now would be better if I was gone
I've been secretly wishing this for so long
I'm used to being cold and by myself
I got friends but they're all mad at me
I don't care cuz they won't see
They won't see what I'm going to do
They won't see me tomorrow at school
I have no more to say
Cuz tomorrow will be my last day
Last day to say good-byes and to be here
My last day to drink a RootBeer
I'm ending my life anyway
Don't worry I'll be okay
Bye - Bye everybody
You were never a real buddy
Bye - Bye I'm going Die - Die....
Don't want to wake up to see tomorrow....
Cut myself daily and don't know why
I guess it's just something to make me cry
Too depressed to go on
Won't be sorry for when I'm gone
Couldn't wait to go home
To pass my time all alone
Daily I take a handful of pills
Don't worry it won't kill
Tis not harmful and I won't die
So there's no need for saying "Good-Bye"
And if I were to leave today
Everything would still be okay
Nobody would notice I'm gone
So there's nothing wrong
Everyone's so busy
I'm no-one's first priority
My life is very unfair
And living each day in despair
Don't want to think of my sorrow
Don't want to wake up to see tomorrow....
What's The Use
What's the use of being alive
If you can't decide what to do
If all you do is cut yourself with a knife
If you're always feeling blue
What's the use of being here
If you're always with a frown
If all you do is live in fear
If you're always letting them get you down
What's the use of living
If you're suicidal
If all you think of is killing
If you're always in denial
Why bother continuing to cry
Why don't I just die.
A Place For Me
A place for me is near no one
Somewhere on my own
I don’t need anyone
And I’m not wanted at home
Knowing this tears me apart
but makes me happy
Somehow I knew this from the start
I knew I made everyone feel crappy
But that’s how they make me feel
So all I can do is the same right?
I wanna kill
And I just might
Not anyone, just me
Just so I won’t have to live in this misery.
Who Is Me
Often in defiance of authority
Destructive of life
Really hating society
Just wanna stab them with my knife
Thinking about it is driving me insane
Living in depression
Can no longer stand this pain
Life is what I question
I'm truly incongruous & Psychotic
So called "Enigmatical" & "Deranged"
Don't forget Demented & Idiotic
Yet I cannot be changed
But if I vanish & leave from your sight
Would that make everything better & Right?....
 Eriol__Hiiragizawa · Fri Feb 02, 2007 @ 01:44am · 2 Comments |
