I'm scared to think about my life About my hopeless dreams About my shattered hopes They are all tearing at the seams. Letting all my lifeless happiness out To be eaten up by the demons My spirit sinks to the ground Landing on both knees It cries for help But no one hears the pitiful cry. My guard is down My life is helpless against these deadly beings I'm swallowed up and taken away to this outer world. To be tortured unmercifully in the fire of hell Because no one cares about my cries for help. Help! I cry But the deaf do not her And the blind do not see My life was a hopeless piece of art That was thrown into the trash.
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