i'm going blind each day,
dying every second.
at home all there was to listen to was my surroundings
just the screaming and the hatred.
when will it end?
It's always because of me...
i shut myself down and lay in bed
wondering why this had happened.
the fusion in my room is my serenity.
the one that helps me survive.
each night i wonder what it could sound like when i die.
each night i want to hear the music that comes from my death.
what will happen when the music stops?
what then?
have i died?
will this hatred finally cease?
all these cuts that i have made......
when will they take meaning?
i need the thing called music....
to keep me breathing.
What i Need to SurviveA Poem by {someone:.:unknown}free-verse~© 2010 {someone:.:unknown}Author's Note
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1 Review Added on December 12, 2009 Last Updated on December 27, 2010 Author{someone:.:unknown}inside my own lost soul, INAboutSo i'm a womanly person that enjoys the simplicities of life. i love looking through antique shops, i'm a huge cuddle bug, although i act like a toughy sometimes i still like being treated like a girl.. more..Writing
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