Can't Take It

by DisturbedMind   Feb 17, 2005


I can’t take it anymore
I have to get out
I stay in my room
And silently shout

I cut my wrists and watch
The warm blood feels good
Death feels like a dream
And I’d die if I could

I’m just scared of
What might happen
Who all I leave behind
How many people I’ll sadden

I know that not many people
But they still mean a lot to me
They’re the only real people
Who could make me happy

They were always there when
I needed them by my side
Whenever I was depressed
They made me laugh and smile

But a lot of people are rude
They don’t even care
They laugh at you for anything
They talk, speak lies, and stare

That’s why I can’t take it
I can’t deal with my problems
I can’t live like this anymore
And I know how to solve this

I’ll just cut my wrists too much
And watch the blood drip on the floor
I’ll cry one last tears and sad goodbye
To this ignorant and cruel world

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