Kill MeA Poem by Nana Carmine
Angel, I pray to you every night And yet nothing changes. I tell you nothing but the truth I thought maybe things would get better. I thought there would be some forgiveness… But dear angel, It only got worse. As I pray to you tonight I will beg you, If nothing will ever get better anyways… Would you have the mercy to end my life? I am so sick Of having nothing to hold in my hands. I am so sick Of losing everything that means everything. I am so sick Of lying at night wishing the pain would go away. Please let my heart stop Let my world slip. There is nothing I want more Then to make my memories go away. There is nothing more I need Then to feel the blackness of forever. I’m such a coward angel. I cannot end this madness by my own hand. But I am out of hope. I am out of dreams. I am out of love. Dear Angel, I can’t do this. Enough is enough. Why must I go on When my body clearly breaks around me. Broken Beaten Bruised And abused… What more can I do? I am ready to lay my head down And call it a day. Is that so wrong? Well Angel, It’s pretty late. I think I’ll try and sleep again. Maybe I won’t wake up. Goodnight. © 2008 Nana CarmineAuthor's Note
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Added on February 24, 2008Last Updated on February 25, 2008 AuthorNana CarmineWindsor, CAAboutAbout me? What can be said about me? I am Wren Vakassian- I come with free antibacterial handsoap that comes in three sents- Strawberry, Vanilla, and Peppermint. I stay around mostly every week till .. more..Writing
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