A lonely boy

by lost   May 19, 2008


He sits alone
He's scared
He's cold
He's all alone
What to do
With all this time
He asks his mind
To rewind
Back to days
When things were easy
When tears and scars
Weren't all that filled his mind
Instead of like today
With suicide in sight
And a razor on his skin
Why not take his life
Why not end the pain
He puts the pills in his mouth
But doesn't swallow
He puts the gun to his head
But doesn't pull the trigger
Is it ok to fill like this
To fill like he has nothing left
To wake up in the night
With sweat pouring down
Like rain from the sky
It's the same thing for him
Just the nightmare
That washes through his mind
He doesn't cry
He deosn't feel anything
He's insecure
And very scared
Nothings going right
He doesn't want to die
He just wants to get through life
But it feels like no ones there
No one even cares
Maybe there's a happy ending
But it's not in sight right now
So all that's left to do
Is sit alone
And think about the times they shared

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  • 16 years ago

    by shamvi

    I loved this one so freakin' much...i liked the way u wrote it...great

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