Scream

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by L108935, May 9, 2010.

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  1. L108935

    L108935 Well-Known Member

    My life is nothing compared to a bottle of wine
    My dad chose wine over my family and me
    Nothing's sweeter than the sound of people hitting the floor
    When I'm trying to sleep and they keep screaming

    FUCK

    I just wanted somebody to save me from the mess
    I just needed to breathe so I could sleep at night
    All I did was listen and listen to the pain and near-homicide
    Now all that's left is a bottle of wine and some sleeping pills for suicide

    FUCK

    It's not even my wine and I've never fucking drank in my life
    I just keep on drifting through and all the souls just float on by
    My soul is leaking through my skull and now I'm bleeding out my fucking eyes
    If only people could see me now, I think they'd fucking die

    FUCK

    I don't even need any help because I know that I'm gonna die
    What's the point in a circular life of viral infections and depression and highs
    What's the reason for destruction when the world is already burned
    Maybe I don't even need an answer because I'm just gonna die

    FUCK

    What happened to spirit, what happened to that child inside?
    Where the fuck is my spirit now, where are my childhood lies?
    I keep on drifting, and now I'm sprinting, and now I'm failing to fly
    I'm just falling trying to hold on to SOMEthing but nothing is here but knives

    FUCK

    Give me a reason to live, and maybe then I won't die
    Maybe my life is just another game that someOne is playing for fun
    Maybe these words are just searing my conscience
    Maybe I should read the bible and scream the fucking words out loud

    FUCK

    Scream until my lungs start ripping and my throat bleeds until I drown
    Scream until I can't hear myself until life just fades out black
    Scream until somebody hears me, but nobody will, so scream for eternity
    Scream until I leave splatters and puddles of red and get a heart attack

    FUCK

    When will this end?
    Why do we pretend?
    When the fuck will anything end?
    Why do we pretend it won't end?
     
  2. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Very passionate and personal.

    :snake:
     
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