Untitled Writings

I don’t know a date for any of these as they are unmarked.

RED–Running down my arms

BLUE–Coursing through my veins

BLACK–Eating away my soul

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

All this stress

My life, a mess

Hate this pain

Going insane

Trauma

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Beat me, kill me

Shoot me in the head

So much pain

I’d rather be dead

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

No matter what I do

It’s never good enough for you

Can’t get anything right

It seems all we do is fight

Can’t stand this life anymore

Can’t find my way out the door

Seems all I do is cry

Sometimes I wish I would die

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