Lying on my bed weeping
not used to the phrase sleeping
the hurt inside i am keeping
forever scared,and the memories keep creeping
i fall off my bed
lying face first on the floor
lifeless,bruised,yet have no feeling
i try to get up,but am too weak
i lie there getting sucked into a black hole
a black hole of pain and hurt
just like a black hole in outer space
it has too much gravity nothing can escape
so is my black hole just a black blob nothing can escape
Can't accept reality
wanting to crawl into a hole
a safe hole
of no pain
and stay there forever
my hurt walks hand in hand with the feeling of helplessness
i feel like a failure
i feel like a mess
i turn on my music
they know how i feel
i feel at home
maybe i am not all alone
my pain pangs painfully
pulling me into the darkness
plunging into a pool of hurt
pending for the pain to stop pulling
i speak through poetry
my words are my soul
this is how i truly feel
this is more than just a teenage poem
i eventually get to fall asleep
yet dream of what a disappointment i am
then lie in bed thinking of my happy future
but have to remind myself dreams are meant for sleeping
