The Dark Days

Title is random

I always contemplate suicide

I can't seem to put my problems aside

I feel so numb and empty inside

It's like a torture coaster ride

It stays no matter how hard I try

 

I can't seem to find my way back

All these people see the things I lack

All these eyes and a growing panic attack

I'm utterly alone in my pack

Back turned from all the facts

 

These scars are for all to see

I know I won't be free

Just say no words and leave me be

Everyday I live in constant mockery

All because you don't get the real me

 

A dead spark of light

A lost fight

I've lost my wings and can't take flight

A blind sight

The wrong that felt right

Reviews

[Taylor Williams]

This is eerily similar to how I've been lately, but the poem itself is really good. i like how you rhymed the whole stanzas instead of just certain lines. "...Everyday i live in constant mockery, All because you don't get the real me..." that line specifically gave my chills so i have to say very good job on this and keep it up man

[Roger Morrison]

I like this alot. Very dark and despairing, simple but with a clear message. It's captivating, demanding, and, well... depressing.
Great job!

[iamkim]

I couldn't pick which of those lines I liked the best because I loved them all! Right from the very start of the piece, you already succeeded in giving us the impression to continue reading until the end.

This is so wonderful!

[.shalynn.009.]

I liked this, the premise of it, and the structure of it. But the ending came a bit abruptly. I don't feel like I got the whole story, or any kind of conclusion. You left me wanting for more. But you did a good job with the rhythm and the rhyme scheme. And I could feel the pain of the speaker, the isolation and the feeling of being misunderstood by those around him. A dark and emotional poem. Good job and thanks for the RR.

[Shane Williams]

"These scars are for all to see,
I know I won't be (ever) free?

Awesome just love it, when people are sad they always write the best things

I did think of suicide once, but I found love and passion for art and writting

[Coyote Poetry]

Suicide can look tempting. A easy road for many. I have been lucky. Born with a bad attitude and would allow no-one to slow me down to my goals and dreams. My brothers chose the easy road. Left family and children forever wondering why death was sweeter then life. Some sparks could of been the light to a world needing more sun. A powerful poem. I tell people. We never know what we are here for. Or what we left behind?
Coyote