Dark and cloudy the future brings It brings us to the uncertainty That only it foresees and other things Can I do it? Can I succeed? Will I suffer? Should I die? Do I have to bleed? Should I just end it now? Get it over with, the future scares me I am a coward, can I go...how? I see myself in charge, but losing it all Then I see myself nowhere at all No one to protect me, now I must fall I’m 20 I think I see, or am I old? 20 is old enough to me, it doesn’t matter I’m on my own, "leave" I am told. This is my fault, I bring it to myself I can’t leave now; I’m on my road No turn off in sight, poor, or wealth I’m all alone again, dark and blue The colors I see, don't ask why They just come, no matter what I do. Is this normal? I can’t tell I just want to cry for eternity Deep inside my own created well Inside my head I’m killing me On the outside I want it But I’m a coward both ways...see? Not only do I want the quick way out I’m not even willing to Do what I need, I just need to shout And then these guys on TV say poems don’t need to rhyme Well they do or they suck It true to me anyway... Ugh! This is too much I just want out now Got to find a gun, or some pills A knife is too messy, sharp...ow See what I was saying? Too lazy and afraid This sucks a lot, I forgot all my praying God may love me, but this part sucks Maybe he wont be offended If I cut this part short, with any luck Now I’m off, to cry in bed To be with myself Inside my ugly depressed head.
Reason for writing:
I always find myself staring into nothing, for no reason. When I ask myself i always see what could happen, what might and will. It hurts.
Birth sign: Libra
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