Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by NotSureAnymore, May 27, 2009.

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  1. NotSureAnymore

    NotSureAnymore Well-Known Member

    I was hoping I wouldn't wake up today
    I wanted to keep my eyes closed
    I don't want to look at this mess, that is me-
    Or look at this sh*t that is supposedly called home

    I don't care If I lived or died today
    It wouldn't have made any difference
    I'd still be in my personal hell
    And I'd still wouldn't have listened..
    To myself or anyone else for that matter
    There's nothing in my life to start or even finish

    Even this poem is as scattered as my thoughts today
    I don't know if I'm coming or going
    I'm not sure what to do with myself.. nor
    Do I want to cry at work... knowing
    That my boss could walk up to me at any time
    And see all this pain, with my tears flowing

    I'll continue on with my empty thoughts today
    And hopefully I won't self inflict
    I'll wander around lost with my nonchalant eyes
    But I'll put on my happy mask real quick
    No one needs to know how I really feel
    No one but me needs to know how truly sick..
    I am inside today.. or ever.
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Sad..but great poem :arms:
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