Only option...

by SplitSided   Jan 30, 2006


Nothing seems to be the same.
I have a hard time trying to stay sane.
I watch as my life circles the drain.
I am surrounded with my own disdain.
I look around and all I cause is pain.
I look at the mirrors reflection.
That force's my veiws into a new direction.
I touch something and it breaks.
A split second is all it takes.
My world has gone dark and cold.
And this feeling of guilt has gotten old.
I'm tired of the way that I'm living.
But I can't turn to ask for forgiving.
The darker side of the truth comes out.
And leaves me in my world with doubt.
I can't find my way out.
I find myself frantically searching for answers that aren't there.
It seems like nobody cares.
Because nobody's there.
I reach for help.
But find there's nobody else.
I can't keep this smile up for long.
I know where I went wrong.
And knew it all along.
The mirrors reflection.
Has brought on a new thought collection.
A timeframe stands still.
And my life falls to nill.
There isn't anything there.
It seems like nobody cares.
Because nobody's there.
A tear drops from my eye.
And with that I wish I could die.
The thought process begins.
And I lose myself within.
I can't get this out from underneath my skin.
I constantly find myself alone.
I deal with this guilt on my own.
As I load the gun.
Running seems to be my only option...

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