Crumbling

by Broken Inside   Oct 26, 2004


Kill me now so I won't feel a thing.
I'm completely numb, it won't hurt me.
Can you use a gun or maybe a knife,
it dosn't matter, as long as I'm gone.

Don't try and save me,
I'm already gone.
All I need now is an assurance,
Of the deed done wrong.

Please don't talk me out of it,
It's not what I need.
Who wants a life like mine,
Where nothing ever goes right.

Closing my eyes to scream,
My world is spinning,
Nothing is making sense.
Is this some kind of dream?

I open my eyes and reveal my world.
No, this isn't a dream.
All of this is real,
And I'm slowly crumbling in the pain.

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