SenselessA Poem by Kendra Wilson
Maybe they're correct
Perhaps I am too shallow for any They say I wish for the attention Lies! You know not the contents Of my black, sickly yet filling heart I ask, if I feel not, Then why do I wish the self-inflicted Pain, because he doesn't care? Why do I kill myself slowly For something he may fail to recognize As a problem? I control music to screech in my ears The only sound that is louder Than my conscious wanting me to hurt Hurt, one thing that I already feel Blame, one lack of knowing how to deal My past hasn't even the chance yet To heal to scars my recent inflictions Why waste my time; beg and plead? When the only thing that I want is to bleed? If it isn't you, then it has to be me For no word, no language Would ever make sense to you, Would ever make you see Double standards, bullshit! You step on me, must I hand you the crown? Yes, you can do no wrong You can never hurt And you mock me, you laugh Because in life I face problems There's nothing more straightforward than so And when my claims are that you care not, What do you say? Nothing. You make my head surge with pain already! You can be angry every day While I can't have any But a great one F**k you! Why are you still here? My affections, they have a price Care for me, is all I ask Apparently asking you to love is too much But all I want is your care © 2015 Kendra Wilson |
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Added on March 29, 2015 Last Updated on March 29, 2015 AuthorKendra WilsonRedmond, ORAboutI'm absolutely in love with music and poetry and I can't see how they could lack to be a large part of one's life. more..Writing
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