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Sad night, quiet days, a life of nothingness.
I wish for nights of quiet, so my life may seem less chaotic.
I lay in bed for hours, blocking out the noises of fighting, hurt and hate.
Things braking and people crying are the things I hear.
The nights I lay in bed are more hurtful then days that I fear.
Loneliness is all that I can feel as the blade split my skin.
Cutting deeply into my soulless body.
Blood running down my chest, blade almost to my heart.
My heart...my heart...my heart of loneliness.
Doubt runs over my body as the blade pierces through my heart.
Flashes of fears, scenes of death before my eyes...what have I done.
Was it all so bad...that life of mine...was it?
Truly...only the cold and loneliness of the ground wait for me.
Was it so bad...the fighting and hate...was it?
Now...sadness will pour from my act...blame and loneliness will cover those close to me
Was it so bad...that lonely life of mine...truly...was it...a lonely life.
The people I leave behind...they will be the ones to be affected by my act of loneliness.
Because of my act...I only spread the loneliness, hurt and hate that I had hated so much.
Was it so bad...that life of mine...for me to end it so quickly...could it have been better...if I had tried.
Sad Nights and Quiet Days are all behind me now...as a true life of loneliness as just begun
© By Chino_Star On 5/11/2007 12:25:28 AM
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