It Hurts

My head is pounding
My eyes are stinging
I'm done
I'm leaving
The voices are speaking
They want my wrist bleeding
It's my fault
I should die
The guilt is eating me alive
The pain I've kept at bay starts to thrive
Have to say goodbye
Why do I cry
Do I really need to live another day
Why do people think death is so bad anyway
Just sit and stare at the wall
I feel like my world is about to fall
He dropped my heart on spikes
Then wrapped it in barb wire
Before setting it on fire

Reviews

[McBear]

This is really good and full of meaning. possibly add periods to the end of the sentences tho.

[Dead]

umm thanks...

[McBear]

You're welcome... I am just using constructive criticism. :c

[Dead]

Yea I know it's okay I just usually write when I'm really depressed or emotional so I don't pat attention to details

[McBear]

I understand, I really like it though.

[Dead]

Thank you :) that means a lot

[McBear]

You're very welcome :D

[Jake Donald Stephens]

Great poem as usual, and I know what it's like to have life really get you down. But that's what friends are for, to help you get through it.

[Dead]

It's not life... It's my ex

[Jake Donald Stephens]

Unfortunately, bad breakups happen to us all at one time or another. God knows I've been through terrible ones.

[Dead]

That's not it... I'll explain on fb