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Cut away such feelings
Slice away the pain
Drink away the depression
Wipe away your sane
Wake the next morning
Feel the regret
Realize your mother’s morning
For death comes as a set
First pain then relief
From relief to pain
To laughs and cries
To horrible fights
The blood and the hurt
Tired of feeling like dirt
You’ll cut those wrist
And slide into abyss
- by Awesumness87 |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 10/04/2008 |
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- Title: Realization
- Artist: Awesumness87
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Description:
i wrote this like 2 or 3 weeks ago
ugh, how depressing - Date: 10/04/2008
- Tags: depression
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Comments (7 Comments)
- Chungmasta - 01/01/2009
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You might want to try using different words to really mix it up and add more meaning. 3/5
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- AsianNinja042 - 10/04/2008
- That was a very vivid description of how you are feeling. Ithink it was good you chose to express your "depression" in poem format. And, you made it rhyme!:]
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- animalsaverkid8 - 10/04/2008
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this is for stories you should put this in the poem section
the poem is okay -.- i guess - Report As Spam
- eternalXheart - 10/04/2008
- ........
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- Grand chi - 10/04/2008
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- zeo20 - 10/04/2008
- I dont get how people can get depressed...
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