Slitting Away from Life

by Intimate Ending   Jul 3, 2005


I hate this feeling of displacement,
Not knowing where I'm headed.
Not knowing how to react.
Heading to a place that I have created.

Slice open,
The pain held inside.
And let it slip away.
Every night that I have cried.

Let the blood drop,
Let it all slip away.
Let life slowly stop,
This life of disarray.

Foot steps...their coming,
Cover the blood,
Don't show what you are becoming.
Don't show the crimson flood.

Place on that mask,
That mask of happiness.
Forced smile...always a task.
My veins now becoming bloodless.

In they walk,
The blood still dripping.
Full of empty talk,
I can feel my life slipping.

Down I fall,
Before your hating eyes.
Why did you want to brawl?
Me dying is becoming your prize.

All I wanted was to be happy,
To leave a place I felt unwelcome.
So I could stop feeling so crappy,
And get away from their favoritism.

Never did I want to die,
I just wanted to feel,
And then asked why?
To stop feeling numb would have been ideal.

But now as I slip away,
I can see things were never right.
A fake life was on display.
To the skies I am taking flight.

JOLT...I begin to fall,
Life is taking me back.
This was not on the eight ball,
To return to a life so black.

Why won't this life let me go,
Take me away from my life of hell.

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