Thirteen

by nikki misanthrope   Jan 25, 2007


*I wrote this in dedication to the thirteen years of hell I've been through*

Life has yet to come,
I've been dead all for these years,
thirteen...thirteen...
Thirteen years of fear.

A true smile has yet to come,
I've been fake for all this time.
laughing...talking...
Thirteen year of lying.

Sanity has yet to come, I've been crazy all th while.
screaming...yelling...
Thirteen years of files.

Death has yet to come,
I've been living for all these years.
thirteen...thirteen...
Thirteen cuts so near.

    report violation
0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 17 years ago

    by Jasmyn

    I had just turned 13 when i went through the worst stage of my life. i was suicidal, reckless, and dead inside.
    somehow i managed to pull through it though i'm still not okay. i'm sixteen now, and although things arent perfect, they're a hell of a lot better than they were 3 years ago. i guess what i'm trying to say is don't give up.

More Poems By nikki misanthrope