suicidal

basically,my feeling after a remorseful heartbreak!:(

And once again I'm left feeling lost, sad and confused. While the world goes on, not noticing that my heart is torn to pieces.And once again, I take refuge in the deep gashes.Pain is the only feeling I have left,it gives me comfort seeing the crimson drops flow out of me.I'm addicted to this pain,its like a sweet lullaby in the darkest of nightmares.I sit there in the cold feeling every bit of it,...watching and waiting till the last crimson drop flows out of me.

 

 

 

PS:All the sadness creeping in me, the darkness comes close it becomes me I become the darkness.I gasp for air,but its too late.I take a final look at the distant horizon a ting of orange!Thats the last of it.REST IN PEACE.

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