Oops, You Did It To MeA Poem by Aidan CooneyI don't know, felt like writing again, which is all that I can ask...lolWhat am I to do with myself, being unbound by your torment? I itch for the chaos you create, All excitement now lays dormant.
I feel enlightened in my mind, You're no longer my progressions eclipse, But my soul seems non-existent, Without the poison from your lips.
Its amazing that one single person, has the ability to alter all my days, One call, one text, one email, one word, Even nothing sends me into a craze.
Everything I attempt to do lately, Seems like nothing but a futile task, An injection of pure uncut pain, Or a little drama is all I ask.
I cannot cut or burn myself anymore, those glorious days long since past, I'm striving for the level of emotion I get, When its someone else to hurt my a*s.
Stretch a rope tightly between my hands, Crack my neck with a little more force, Continue to tear my cheeks apart in my sleep, Hoping to be less stressed in due course.
I want to scream but must remain silent, I want to f**k but I hold myself back, I just want to feel like I matter again, F**k it! I'll just make myself a snack.
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Added on February 19, 2008Last Updated on February 20, 2008 AuthorAidan CooneyPhoenix, AZAboutI am who I am. I have my problems like the rest of the world. I stopped writing down my thoughts and feelings in poem form, in any form really, since my first big relationship of almost 6 years. I wro.. more..Writing
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