I'm standing lonely, the hard rain pounds Soaked with depression, my smile's now a frown My empty head screams, my eyes grace the ground A hurricane comes ripping through, doesn't make a sound I'm walking down a road paved with hate So drunk with guilt that I can't see straight I close my eyes and see me head on a plate How can I learn to love if I can't even get a date Well I'm wading in the shallows of seas I ignore And each day that goes by I have lived before And for every window shutting, there's a closing door This just can't be all there is, there's got to be more Well I'm listening to people sing their hearts away And wishing that I could join them in play But as I go down it says the wrong way What can I call home when I've got no place to stay I'm Lying face down, dreaming in my bed Wishing and praying, that I was dead Or perhaps that it was you instead And remembering how sweet it was I bled I'm painting a picture of the world, black and blue And every little detail is precisely true From the pathetic me to the scornful you I wish I could forget everything I knew The pull of a trigger, the slice of a blade The scattered cards, bloody ace of spades My skeleton friends and abusive maids Sex isn't love anymore it's just getting laid The innocence of death floods my eyes A downpour of feelings, I cry And I look up into that hell in the sky Put me in the grave, I've already died I'm sick of this love on which I depend And I'm sick of my expectations, spoiled by friends And I'm tired of watching all the passing trends I'm naked and bleeding, waiting for the end
Reason for writing:
Typical self-loathing depressing poem.
Personally, it's one of my favorites.
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