i kno it's kinda dark, but i wrote it in the psych ward so it'd be fake if it was all happy. it's just honest. but besides the depressing nature, what do you think of it as a poem?
"Surrounded by the cold and lonely
Hospital walls.
Trying to escape the pain.
My cries echo throughout the dark and
Empty halls.
No one can here me,
No one is there.
The fact that no one’s listening,
Is more than I can bear.
I have nothing I can gain,
Nothing left to lose.
Even with all the choices in life,
It seems there’s nothing I can choose.
My life has hit a dead-end,
There’s no where I can turn.
every time I try to move,
My body aches from every burn.
I hate the feeling of being completely
Deserted.
This hell-hole,
This purgatory,
Which we call the world;
Is twisted.
F*cked up.
Completely perverted."
2006-07-27
14:56:25
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