Sick pleasure

by Special k   Jan 11, 2007


Spare me the time and space
Of being in this hellish place
There are bodies on the burning floor
My heart is burnt up, bloody, and sore
People drowning in the pools
How can people be such fools
Everyone is running and trying to get out
I have memorized the pitch of the shouts
People dying begging for life
Finding not a single knife
Can not cut or hang myself
I'm bounded to this place called hell
My heart is beating with a fast pace
I'm stuck inside this f u c k e d up place
Nobody here to hold or talk
Or even take a short walk
I sit in the corner watching them die
Screams in my head, begging god why
My bestfriend is next to me dying bloody
I scream for help, "Please, Anybody!"
Tell me what I did so wrong
To see everybody die so f u c k i n g long
Dark blood spilt on the floor
Nobody to talk to anymore
Hearing his voice, so broken, so faint
Nobody left here, not a single saint
I have no hope in this world so cruel
How could I have been such a mindless fool
To let this hell just take me alive
I realize now that I am meant to die
I'll let this fire eat me whole
I can move on, the story has been told.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Damaged Goods oX

    Ohhh ohhh! I helped you write this poem...i think, cant remember because you know...we were kinda...yeah....WHAT YEAH OKAY KRUNK IT! XD. Anyways, your a sick b i t c h. Twisted to the point of almost breaking through to insanity. =D But nontheless, an amazeingly twisted sinister peom.

    XoXo-Kayy

  • 17 years ago

    by Amanda Barker

    I liked i thought that for most people it is true and i think you have great talent.

  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    This is dark, powerful and haunting, well done, an amazing poem