WaItInG To DiE

by 4EvErHeRs   May 1, 2005


Tears are slipping down my face
Blood is poring into space
No matter what I do I can’t erase
Things I've done, I'm such a disgrace.

I’m worthless, so they tell me
Waiting, dying slowly
Every tear builds up an army
That attaches every inch of my body

Every night I wish I were dead
But I live a miserable life instead
Afraid of what people said
Telling me I’ve been being mislead

Just waiting to die
I’m done asking myself why
I’m done with the tears I cry
I’m done! GOODBYE!

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  • 19 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Who isnt worthless. were all the same.Nice poem and maybe you can read one of mine 5/5