Amnesiac

Amnesiac

A Story by midnight reaper

I'm an amnesiac 
oh no
not me
I don't feel the pain
Just the stench of my misery
Oh the thoughts they come but I don't care, not me
I say I'm bored but I know
I'm an amnesiac
Oh no
Not me

I feel the nausea
can't keep it down for long
It makes me cry knowing I make myself sick to the core
How did I end up here 
With no worth
Just let me cry
I'm fine I swear
Oh no 
Not me

Can't sleep for s**t
Feel so tired, can someone help
I want to die
What is this hell, this torture
Can't sleep for s**t 
I want to die
Just let me close my eyes 
Oh no
Not me

I forgot everything
Just misery lurks
A gravestone with my name
A gun in my hand
I'm just bored but I know
I'm so depressed 
I don't worry
I forget
Oh no 
Not me

I'm an amnesiac 
I know but forget
What can I do
All that I remember is misery
I'm an amnesiac

© 2019 midnight reaper


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Added on January 15, 2019
Last Updated on January 15, 2019