My Dream

by Predictable Suicide   Apr 17, 2006


As suicide thoughts/slowly creep in/i grab hold of my liberation/My only way out/The only object that keeps me sane/The only thing i can control/Not Even my thoughts are my own/To know that i cant control them/Only scares me even more/I don't know what they mean/I sit and try to figure them out/Until i want to scream!/Until i want to run away to a psychiatric ward!/Until i stand there and yell out to my Lord!/To my savior/The only one who understands/And tells me this isn't what it seems/It is only a dream//

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