I'm Home.

by ♥-Sharon Ardern-♥   Mar 25, 2005


This is pathetic, I am a first class
Complete and utter screwed up retard.
I tried to fight, I found some ground
But discovered life was still too damn hard.

So screw all the smiley suns and happy
Moments because they just put me up high
So that when I fall it will hurt a hell of a lot
More than before, and I’ll scream a cliché: WHY??

So ignore this rambling, so walk past me
Think of me as the s h it under your shoe
I won't take offence, heck I won't even care
Cos when I look in the mirror, that’s what I do.

I will cut myself till my blood runs cold
Till all feeling has left and I'm just paralyzed
I will stare at the pretty river, mark the color
And watch it flow till I'm hypnotized

Because what else is there in life
That assures you it won't trick you at all
Because everything else seems to rise me up
Just so it can bloody laugh when I fall.

I'm one girl in this big world, seventeen
But still as lost as I was aged eleven
Feel disgusted at myself, ugly and worthless
I cut myself a doorway to return to my black heaven.

© Copyright Sharon Ardern 2005

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