Prisoner of LifeA Poem by Ghost Prisoner of Life My mistakes quickly pile upon me, depriving me
of hope, It is time to punish, torture, and destroy
myself, Everything looks bleak as I sit in this lonely
wasteland, Nothing is left in the dark corner of my mind. I am cold, lost, and discarded like a used
tissue, My heart is contaminated with self-hatred and
loathing, I am my own worst enemy - I no longer deserve
to live, Just another disappointment, in the timeline
of my despair. Always told I was worthless, I now understand
why I am haunted, My past has won again as I witness the damage
I have done, I am nobody, and the tears I shed are
invisible and unimportant, Happiness has left my soul and there are no
more what ifs. My eyes are filled with black, black as a
piece of coal, Thoughts of ripping my f*****g heart out and
watching the last beat, Consumes me, makes me want to kill the monster
I've become, I feel the storm inside the shadow where I am
a prisoner of life.... 5/3/2018 © 2018 GhostAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorGhostColumbus, OHAboutI have been writing since high school (that seems like it was along time ago). I used to post on a site called thestarlitecafe but lost touch of it and when I returned it had changed so much. But I st.. more..Writing
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