Chapter 1 - Untitled
Submitted August 10, 2005 Updated August 10, 2005 Status Incomplete | I hold on to nothing because sentimental value is a trap...
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Chapter 1 - Untitled
Chapter 1 - Untitled
Shatter
I hold on to nothing because sentimental value is a trap
I feel nothing for emotions are my own undoing
I live for no one, not even myself because it is a senseless battle
A fake smile hides the despair while lifeless eyes tell my sad tale
I've become an expert at masking the pain but it will never go away
At night I contemplate my suicide
Or cry until I finally find sleep
Then wake up knowing it will be a long day
Soon the facade will break
Its slowly cracking like glass smeared with blood and the traces of tears
What will happen after the smile disappears?
Or when my sun ceases to exist
I will be plunged into an eternal winter
And my blood will slowly freeze
While I stare out at the world with glass like eyes
The pain that can't be suppressed anymore will cover me
Like a blanket made out of my dead hopes and bad memories
For those that earn it death comes on swift winds
I've surely earned it, I long for a release from living
I cannot bear to be here
Watching everything I held dear slowly waste away
With a calm expression on my face
Shatter
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Dr_Postal on August 10, 2005, 2:18:32 PM
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AmbiguousMonk on August 10, 2005, 9:04:14 AM
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The only way to hurt a man who has lost everything, is to give him back something broken.