Awake In Anger

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by ThornThatNeverHeals, Nov 2, 2011.

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  1. ThornThatNeverHeals

    ThornThatNeverHeals Well-Known Member

    A thrown book
    a broken wall
    a cut arm
    cant you tell?

    Anger runs it course
    I runs through me
    why the hell
    cant you let me be?

    I want to hurt myself hard
    i need the pain very much
    you dont understand
    how it is my crutch.

    You ask me to live,
    you ask me to try
    you ask me not the cut
    what else do i have but to die?

    I want this to be over
    i want to see the blood
    maybe itll be over
    Can i finally be done?
     
  2. Speedy

    Speedy Staff Alumni

    :shy:

    Hi Thorn,

    When I read this poem, I can feel some of your frustrations, almost (but not quite) like I'm experiencing what you're writing about. Way to convey your thoughts! I really hope school goes alright tomorrow. I know you're having a tough time tonight.

    Keep writing and stay safe,

    Alex
     
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