swearing at the mirror to my own wicked face, now missing from everything, i seem to have misplaced my grace. My lost jaded eyes, so sad and so cold. Wanting to die, to leave this place although i’m only 15 years old. not much time to live, yet so much time to die. so much time to be alone, alone in time to cry. not enough love to have been received. only the fury and mirthlessness, the feelings to be deceived. no relief from this pain, uncanny as it may seem. but in life nothing comes true, so stop trying to follow your dream. my misfired words, intoxicated with a blooded frown. partaking in this youth i know only to soon have drowned. black roses pierce my eyes, as they pierce my heart. epitaph so unimaginable, words that you now take part......
Reason for writing:
wrote this when i was feeling down..about death and hating myself
Birth sign: Aquarius
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Sadwall.