Dreaming

by The Black Rose   Apr 24, 2007


Black eyes
looking in a Black Heart
Staring into Darkness
waiting for Death to come
Evey Night i dream
i dream of a violent, painful and slow death
my own painful, slow and violent death
my life is a bloody hell
a big mess
not worthy to live
cos no one cares
everyone leaves me
my friends...
my parents...
my girlfriend
my family...
they hate me
i am sure
and every night
i dream the same
i dream they are laughing and pointing
pointing and laughing at me
slowly bleeding to death
i want to scream
but i cant
cos no one will hear me
and i'll cry
in my dreams
my dreams about my own death
which i long for
i long for it far too long...
far too much
tonight... its my turn to die

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  • 17 years ago

    by lost and incomplete

    Black eyes
    looking in a Black Heart
    Staring into Darkness
    waiting for Death to come
    Evey Night you dream
    you dream of a violent, painful and slow death
    your own painful, slow and violent death
    your life is a bloody hell
    a big mess
    not worthy to live
    cos no one cares
    everyone leaves me
    my friends...

    when i read this i could read no more its like i have been stabbed in the heart over and over i have never been in this much emotional and physical pain since my girlfriend whoome i loved cheated on me your my brother and brothers never leave each other well... some do but not me i am so hurt and so depressed by this i dont know what to do ... if u die i will find a very high bridge too... i love you bro shit ! im crying now its not even funny dhit wahere the hell is the love i once knew ??

  • 17 years ago

    by Topshop princess

    **speechless**
    That was amazing && your so talented, love the depth of the poem

  • 17 years ago

    by Birgit

    Wow. Again you made me speechless! Keep it up!

  • 17 years ago

    by Choose xX Alex Xx Life

    This was scary lol i liked it alot though because the way it was layed out was very easy to read. I loved ...
    i dream of a violent, painful and slow death
    my own painful, slow and violent death. because it repeats the the noun death, this is interesting because t enforces the theme and carries the connotations into th next level of deepness. well written :D

    xxx alex xxx

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