a poem

sometimes, i hurt myself a little

other times, i hurt myself a lot

i don't know what i'm achieving

just that happiness is anything but


it's not that i'm unhappy

i'm just lonely inside

okay, i'm a bit unhappy

it's just easier to hide


when i hurt myself a little

it's just a little burn

but when i hurt myself a lot

it means i have no where to turn


i'm alive but not really living

just tucked in a little corner

reading my little, black book

waiting for the end of forever

The End

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