Follow by Email

My Website

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

new poem

"a cruel void" (2-6-08)

guilt is a horrible monster.
its something that i cannot control.
on the contrary, it is in charge of me.
it defines the steps i can or don't take.
i'm surrounded by and filled with negativity,
which becomes rage, sadness, hopelessness.
no light at the end of the tunnel,
just a cruel void...
containing lost possibilities...
never ending thoughts of destruction,
self-loathing and desire for eternal peace.
so sick of feeling lost and useless,
of shedding tears with no resolve...
so tired of it all.


"some days [s]he feels like dying,
some days its not worth trying....
she gets so sick of crying"
(extraordinary girl - green day)

1 comment:

writerwoman said...

This poem speaks to me. I've felt this way before. Nice job.