Rambling Emotion

sorry if this makes no sense, but each line has meaning to me

i can never make the right decision, and i always fail,

i am unstable, being sent to jail, 

my prison is like no other, not equipped with metal bars, 

but made of flesh and blood, trapping me under cold stars

My body is punishment enough, and i do not need more

my cuts tears and scratches leaves my skin and throat sore.

my self inflicted cuts and bruises heal,

but my self esteem will never allow me happiness to feel.

i cry a lone and cut to feel alive, 

the closeness of my love of life is fading

the constant urge to give in to the knife

i slice my skin to see the blood pore out,

i deserve the pain, 

my life is not worth living, 

i am without doubt

i am about done trying to go on,

to make good decisions

i just feel so so done

i lack personality and time,

so on one stays, 

not without good first taking something of mine

let me gather the courage to end my pain

and let someone else feel better, 

far from the same

i don't want to take my own life

for the is to cliched, 

i would like more for me to die with a point made

Reviews

[Aguilar]

Wow very surprising but I get what you mean

[acidmonkey]

Very true, Iove your wording, and stating of the poem.