prozac gives me guts -------------------------------------------
death overcoming
improbable being
sweet kiss of the razors end
darkness empowers
inferno sinks in
mind depressing
not breaking, no bend
thoughts are haunting
everything i say and do
never comes out right
I haunt my mind
during the day
and still don't sleep at night
wanna take prozac
to gimme the guts
to just end this now
and stop the hurt
i hate myself
every ounce of my being
wish i was someone else for a second
just so i could end my own life
make it not look like suicide
the pain i hide
inscripted in the walls of my heart
insane thoughts
of the love of death
overpowers once more
i find myself
lost in the ashes
of my once happy dreams
now its nightmares
no laugh track scenes
and it all with the final flame
a big bang moment
no time to spare
let go
left alone
always knew this day would come
to be so happy
i should have known
it WAS too good to be true
please try and fix me
somethings broken
no one cares
so i continue to roam this earth
hurting wut i love
and loving what i've lost
I had it all
then i fucked it up
I'll change my name
and move away
you'll never have to see
this ugly face again
so self-confidence
you have no idea
everything that goes wrong
usually is because of fear
fear of love
fear of life
more keeps comming
cuz i'm afraid to die
i could never do it
i'm too much of a pussy
maybe i can pay someone to do it for me
save up
till i can't anymore
then give everything
for someone to open that door
for my hands its locked
but i found the key
now to find someone who cares none for me
thats not hard
look around and pick
every person on earth
would be glad to
if i wasn't me
i'd do it too
lifes fucked up
then we die
so fuck this world and end this life
I'm terribly sorry that life sucks that much for you. Especially because I've been at that point. Recently.
As far as dark poems go... it's damn good. It gets the point across eloquently and points out all the miserable, bleak, raining stops along the way. I can easily envision this in a poetry anthology.
You have to be going through somthing terrible to be able to write somthing as deppressing and dark as this. I am sorry for anything that is hurting you so much, I have been here to.
As for your writing, Its a true song, reminds me of a rap song, while I read it, I could like, hear some guy rappen it, and Its good. And while I read it, I felt pain of a person who was suffering, and it touched me, because I know my self what that pain feels like. It seems that so many people today are loosing hope in life. You poem really hits it hard on how people feel when life reaches that point.
Well done.
Submission Name: prozac gives me guts
