Breakdown

by Wishmaster   Oct 16, 2008


Those thoughts of suicidal hate
Ran through my brain like a buzzing bee
It's over now and all is calm
At least for now
Who knows when these come back again
And eventually die or take my life
And so I swear with every inch
My mind is not so stable
My heart begins to crumble
My sanity begins to fail
And when I lose my cool
That's then suicidal thoughts turn to murderous threats
That I cannot control
Because of my failing mental status
My heart begins to beat slower
Until it stops beating
From all this stress I live by day by day
And there's nothing I could do
But try to run away
Until it catches me again

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