This is the end...

by ralph   Dec 10, 2013


I'm trapped in a cold dark box,
I'm scared to be alone with my thoughts.
I've slowly begun to lose my mind,
I've looked everywhere, but its so hard to find.
Where is the map I drew to get back?
its lost, now I'm under attack.
So I run into the smoke to get away,
but that's when my demons come out to play.
They taunt me and tease me,
they take hold and won't release me.
"Please let me go I meant no harm"
They squeeze tighter leaving marks on my arm.
"Come with us we swear you'll have fun,
don't worry about your problems, down here you'll have none."
It all sounds so tempting I might just give in,
but what of my family what happens to them?
Will they be sad, miss me, or mourn?
I'm not sure they would, this family is torn.
I try to tape it back together,
but I am alone, forever and ever.
I've never felt so alone in my life,
thoughts run through my head and I search for my knife.
I am no more and have nothing left to give,
so what's the point in letting me live?
Goodbye family, lovers, and friends,
I regret to inform you that this is the end.

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