Suicidal

by isabel   Nov 13, 2007


My dream is the portrait of a twisted mind
A more disturbing dream, you shall never find
My dream is the proof that life is not fair
The dreamed incarnation of a blooded despair

Alcohol, pen-knives, screams and weed
I will show you we can dream as we bleed
Doomed to be a puppet in a conservative hand
Why can't I bury my wounds in the sand?

I loathe the future and what it brings
I was an angel and you broke my wings
I'll fade to black before you can see
What your naive ignorance has done to me

I am the pain that time cannot heal
Will you ever grieve a love you can't feel?
My broken heart, your regret shall not mend
My dream is that this life comes to an end

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  • 17 years ago

    by Anna

    That was an amazing poem! you just summed up so many feelings in one poem!

  • 17 years ago

    by Tim

    I really like this poem!
    It explains how im feeling right now.
    Hmmm, thanks xD.

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