Look inside me, My heart is shattered, I am screaming out, I really mean this, My scars are deep, My anger is building, That just keeps building, Killing me more inside,
What can you see?
That I am not happy?
I long to be free.
My chest filled with pain,
But you can not see my tears,
I am standing in the rain.
The words that crack my soul,
I can not do this anymore,
I will never ever be whole.
I am in unbearable pain,
I wash my face,
But I can still see the stains.
My tears are burning,
And I need to go,
My heart is yearning.
My chest about to explode,
Because I can not take,
The pain in this load.
The pressure forcing me down,
Stealing me away,
Deepening my frown.
So I can be free,
Killing me slowly,
But that is ok with me.
a/n: Alright, I know I haven't written in awhile, but oh well. I'm not sure I like this that much, tell me what ya'll think. Criticism, good and bad is always welcome.
Killing Me Slowly by faraway4rmhere
Poetry » Life Rated: T, English, Tragedy & Spiritual, Words: 186, Published: 10/18/2005
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