Cannibal.

by Emily   Feb 19, 2007


The burning in my chest
has finally returned to me.
I hoped I was dead, but I was numb
Pain denying my plea.

You're just eating me alive
As if you were a starving animal
You grind me, and digest me
Yes I fear the cannibal.

You make me sick to my stomach
You make me cringe from the pain
You make me pray to drop dead,
I've never felt so slain.

I shouldn't of used those pills.
Temptation is never at rest
Please, release me from your grip
Am I dying yet?

I wish I could finish the job.
I'm paralyzed with hope.
I should have brought the bullets
I should have learned to tie a rope

I'm waiting for your next move
That's it, I'm always waiting
Love is crafted beautifully, but
You're repulsive, you're disgusting.

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I don't know how I feel right now. I can't even comment. It's not written to have a flow, it didn't even have a plan.

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  • 17 years ago

    by beav

    For not having a plan, this was good! and i think it does flow. it has a flow all it's own. nice. -beav :)