I'm feeling like...A Poem by SimplyDisastrousI’m feeling like…
I’m feeling like there’s nothing left for me. I’m feeling like there’s no point in me trying to be. Like all I want to do right now is rest in peace Even though I’ve never held a good place in my heart for the deceased. A sad feeling, it lies at the pit of my heart. But I guess it was always there, from the miserable start. I look nervously into my contemptuous hell Wishing, pleading, that this depression does not dwell Its voice sweet like velvet, it whispers to me in the night, But, Kristen, I’m your friend, it says And I’ll be here until your tragic end. And I think, why not just give in, And commit the desired sin? There’s no one around It will hurt, but it will be too quick for anyone to hear the sound Why not? Why can’t I just end it all? But then I answer my own question: I don’t have the gall. I can’t do it. I’m scared. I don’t have the nerve. But now, I’m just thinking: Until I get over this fear, this little plan of mines will be on the reserve.
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Added on September 28, 2010Last Updated on September 28, 2010 AuthorSimplyDisastrousHartford, CTAboutHey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..Writing
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