Taking the oxgyen to breathe, taking the life of me

by MorbidCupcake   Sep 15, 2007


Youre making me ill
Youre making me find those pills
But I cant swallow them
Cuz my throat is closing in
Youre making me nauseaous
Now I have to be cautious
Cuz I might hurt again
With all the words I am writing
Im still f u c k i n drowning
In my own tears
In my own screams, that no one can hear

Theyre still yelling and beating
And Im still running
But Im not breathing
You took my air, you took the whole of me
I dont know who Im supposed to be

Your words were knives in my back
Your love was my heart attack
Cuz my hearts just not beating
Any longer
Im just not seeing
The way to the exit door

I wanna get out
But I dont know how
In here the air is heavy
And outside no one cares

Ive got to get out, before it burns inside of me
A black hole
Taking the life of me
So Ill take everything I need to save
Cuz everything else will burn away
Ive got to get out, before its too late

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  • 17 years ago

    by Cooper

    Your way with words is outstanding. They all flowed together perfectly; nothing was out of place.
    Beautiful, dark, and slightly depressing to be honest; but that's good. I love this poem.