History Class

by Krystle   Dec 15, 2004


The muffled silence
Is driving me insane
No noises to distract me
From the ever increasing pain

Selfish thoughts
Float in my foggy head
Of self-harm and drugs
And of joining the dead

Need to escape this place
For fear of giving in
To the temptation of the blade
The biggest of my sins

The air grows heavy
My head becomes dizzy
I need something to do
To keep my hands busy

A revelation: I am so pathetic
Have I let my pain rule my life?
Do I run to my blade
At first mention of my strife?

For now, I will occupy myself
With resisting the urge
With ignoring my thoughts
From the blackness I emerge

*please rate and comment, it would mean alot*

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  • 19 years ago

    by Tarikins

    Very creative and beautifully worded. I like where you say, "Have I let pain rule my life?" Doesn't it sometimes feel like it is? Excellent poem.
    -Spike

  • 19 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    Great poem. Thank you for your comment...Glad to know I'm not alone...thank you again...and brilliant poem..I can somewhat relate...<3 xxxx

    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCarexx

  • 19 years ago

    by Broken Angel

    This poem is Awesome you have true talent! and i mean that. Keep up the good work Krystal ill keep readin em u keep readin mine thanks for the comments!

    *Amanda

  • 19 years ago

    by paperdoll

    *conversational smile* You know, I've never felt tempted cut in history class, but geopgraphy, well, that's a different story...

    Your phrasing throughout this poem is really effective, great word choice, especially "From the blackness I emerge". Some of the lines could have been altered to keep a smoother flow, but other than that, well done. Congrats.

    -paperdoll

    P.S I read your profile and I just have to say Hoorah for the Distillers fan, ("Hoorah"), Brody Dalle is hot stuff. Cheers.

  • 19 years ago

    by Kia

    awesome poem, great job u have talent i love it

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