Paper and Pen

by H. Elizabeth   Feb 16, 2013


Paper and pen.
It's all I need
To live
To breathe
It's my life
Writing
It's my escape
When I feel close to the knife
Even though writing never stops it
The insanity
The anxiety
Even paper and pen
Can't stop my inner demons
I'd like to slash away
Watch the blood drip from my veins
Just sit there with my best friends
Paper and pen.
See into the deep red
Of the liquid fury
See into the deep red
Of my anxiety
And my gasping breaths
Fill the house
As I try to hold on to life
I'm sorry paper and pen
But your friendship has failed me
Once again
Why are you not strong enought to stop it?
Stop my insanity?
Stop my anxiety?
I can't breathe now.
The walls are closing in.
I can't breathe now
I think I may be close to the end
Never though, I can never escape that easy.
Life has to omany tortures for me still,
Too many teases.
So I accept my fate.
My fate of insanity.
I grip paper and pen tight.
Praying, just for this one time,
To have an escape tonight.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Hallucinostic

    Very good, I bet most people around here can relate to what youve written here, I myself cannot, cause I use pencil, lol. Just kidding, very good poem. :)