Christine

Visions Of Life
2002-03-02 10:39:03 (UTC)

Delusions- An Anti Poem

All these thoughts
Dreams that everything would be alright
Delusions
For nothing good can come
Anymore
Tossing in my bed
No longer able to run
Can barely cry
Hell, I cant even think
I thought things would work
That I could survive anything
And still be happy
But in my lonelyness
I find I will never be happy
There is nothing worth living for
That of course is another delusion
I have things to live for
But sometimes why bother
I am a burden
Always make mistakes
A thorn in the ass
I should just disappear
Everytime I think
Im done with hurting
I grasp a knife and think
Would this help?
Then set it down
Because nothing will help
Nothing can help
Everything is fucked up
And Im to blaim
Everytime I close my eyes
I see only darkness
If a rainbow comes
I chase it away
Ignorance is my curse
Ending my nightmare
Isnt as easy as before
If I fail
Someone will still die
Tho I wish it would be me
Crying myself to anti sleep
What did I do to deserve to be alone?
I should walk
Into my own twilight
Abandon everything
Everyone
Live out my curse alone
Where I will never be found
Till the end