PendulumA Poem by Sophie B.
Swing, never still
Waking up in the morning Limbs of lead Not even sure I could get out of bed Heart drops Freezing inside Even wondering if I wanted to die Dragging myself through life My heart has frozen and turned to ice Concentration on a vacation I must've missed that flight A frown that cannot seem to turn itself upside down No reason to be sad There never really is I know I deserve it Such a horrible person When will this misery end? Swing, never still A burning fire inside Not again I can't contain it Irritation More like frustration Turning into anger Turning into rage Fists clenching to resist the urge Everything looks good to hit Maybe the wall How about that girl? She's done so many horrible things to me before Why am I thinking like this? This isn't me I need someone to set me free Digging my fingers in the back of my neck I NEED TO HURT SOMETHING!! I stare at clenched fists I found the answer This is it If the victim is me What harm could it really do? That's what has been done Swing, swing, swing Back and forth Extreme to extreme Until the end And you'll always hear my screams © 2018 Sophie B. |
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Added on January 13, 2018 Last Updated on March 25, 2018 Author |