The ode of a failure with a gun to my head.

by SweetxMisery   Aug 2, 2006


I really didn\'t think
my mind was completely blank that day
the only thought in my mind
was that there couldn\'t be a better way
All I knew..
was that I could no longer exist
Exhausted from the constant torture
I could no longer tune out their harsh words
& that thought just became to hard to resist
I chose to cut it short
it was the only way I told myself
the only way I could be free
the only way to stop the tears
the only way I could just..be
it may have been drastic
or completely absurd
but in my mind
I could no longer take it
& I chose to keep my word
in my mind
I had already given up
I had no hope
not an ounce of strength
or even the will
to just go one more day
the only voice that I heard
was the one that told me
over & over
\"you don\'t have to stay\"
& that all I had to do
was take the gun & blow my life away...

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  • 18 years ago

    by AGirlWorthFightingFor

    I really like the word choice and thought you put into your poetry. and though I didn't really understand "Thief" and all the directions it went, I liked that.

  • 18 years ago

    by lana

    Very deep
    i loved it it was sad but great wording

    well done!!

  • 18 years ago

    by eternalxxpromise

    Wow....deep poem
    nice job.
    5/5
    -steph