Why do they do this?
I was so happy
I was actually on a high
Now I'm back where I belong
I'm back in the low
I deserve to be in
Nothing will save me now
I should just kill myself
The pain would hopefully be quick
I don't want to suffer
Just living is suffering enough
I hate this
The blood ruins my dress
He says my words are no good
That I don't understand
But I know he's wrong
The pain of the knife is sweet
As I slit the flesh
My skin now slippery
This how I deal with it
Why god why?
Why did you make me like this?
I have no future
No past or present
I'm a ghost
Lost in the thousands of other souls
The tears fall and I lose it
I've had enough
As I plan the death
They whisper and say sweet nothings
But only I know when their time will come
I'm this close to it
I can taste it
The sweet fluid that comes out
Their dead body on the floor beneath me
I smile in victory
But there is a small problem...
I can still hear their heart beating
This doesn't make sense
This is like my favorite poem
I thought it would never happen to me
I thought I could get away with it
But I couldn't
I'm not strong enough
I hear footsteps everyday
Getting closer and closer
They are at my door
Asking to come in
I will never let them in
Forever never
Please believe me
Please, I don't wanna die anymore
I let them in
I never knew why I didn't before
I love them
They are beings that killed me
Why?
Why did they do this?
Because I told them to
That's why.
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Angel of Music
PoetrySongs dating back to when I was about 14. Poems dating back to when I was about 13. All worth reading. Some cringy, some really good. Some old, some new. ENJOY!