by shannon May 30, 2013
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Save your jokes and laughter yes this ones on me. sometimes i wish i was not here to endure this misery. your words are not helping and i feel these four walls crushing in on me. i am a prisoner of my own emotion trapped inside of a tortured building i can barely breath. do me a favor cover my mouth and release me of my dreams. once lighten now darkened on this world i will never lean. kill kill kill me inside i silently scream. |
by Kips2.0
This is more like a short prose or better still, an essay than a poem. Could have easily been converted into poetry by making it vertically inclined. |
by Ole Carsten
I like the poem, but it is hard to read in this compressed mode |
by dalllllal
Brilliant |