Good ByeA Poem by Winters EveAs the walls come down like they
should and now left is a poor helpless soul When broken down and hurting is
still not enough and your heart has a hole You walk and talk like all others but no one sees
you no one hears you You scream and thrash yelling at the top of your
lungs but no one notices you You walk down the same roads to the
same empty house but nothings there When you're around, people shy away
you pretend not to mind, but you do care Even in rooms packed full of other people you
still feel invisible and alone You run away crying tears running from your face
to a house you can't call home Screaming and yelling and no one can
make sense of it, they can't see why The names, those rumors, scared
glances, then evil stares make you want to die So you run off to your room fast as you can but
it's like running through water No one follows you because not even they care but
why should they bother Eyes are blurred with tears you
throw open your bottom drawer searching For something metal and cold
believeing this is the way to stop the hurting After you find what you're looking for you crawl
to your desk for a paper and pen You scribble down the reasons and tell them it's
their fault and this is the end You grip your goodbye note and the
gun with your life and you close eyes Hold the gun to your temple and
think of him who meant so much more than other guys He was all I ever wanted and I guess that's why
his words hurt the most, just silence Why didn't you ever say something why didn't you
stop this? But it's for the best Thought I was through with tears,
but here they still come I know I'm going to miss you One two three then Bang..... No more
hurt, no more tears, just want you to know...... I love you © 2011 Winters Eve |
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Added on November 23, 2011Last Updated on November 23, 2011 AuthorWinters EveLeamington, CanadaAboutI'm fun loving and outgoing. Sometimes i think I'm different, but that's what makes me to unique as well as makes my wirting different. I'm often patient and loving, caring and not often very gental p.. more..Writing
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