I just wanna cry
I just wanna die
Words swirl around my head
Smoke rings above a lit cigarette
I can't grasp them
And these smoke rings are drying out my eyes
Even though all I wanna do is cry
My tongue is stained red
From all the bad things I have bred
My eyes are stained green
From all the jealousy I have used to be mean
My legs are stained white
From all the days I have spent inside like night
My cheeks are stained scarlet
From all the blood I have wept
My fingers are stained pink
From all the things that I think
My lips are stained sable
From all the stuff I've screwed up because I'm unstable
I'm a fucking hurricane
'Cause I ruin everything that touches me
I'm a fucking disaster
'Cause everything I say is poison dripping off my tongue
I just wanna cry
I just wanna die
Why am I still alive?
When all I do is ruin everything around me?
I'm a fucking disaster
A stain spilled across a white tablecloth
So why haven't they washed me off?
I don't get it
I'm a fucking disaster
- Author: Izzi Lynn (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 6th, 2016 23:12
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 37
Comments1
Ooooooooooh SILVER a lot of angst in this poem. I know that poetry is cathartic - so I hope by writing this poem (and the fact that others are reading it and sharing your pain) will help to ease it. Thinking of you - BRIAN
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