Okay, these two are a little darker than normal. Just to reassure everyone, I was NOT suicidal when I wrote these. They are NOT about suicide, just depression.
Poem #1:
Claws sinking into my flesh
Ripping, tearing, shredding
The blood spraying is fresh
Dripping, splattering, pooling
The Beast claws it's way out
Screaming, crying, howling
You thought it was just a pout
Pleading, begging, cursing
Now you've drove me to this
Now you've drove me to this
You've pushed me down
Got tired of getting up
I wasn't good enough
So I acted like you wanted
Now you've drove me to this
Now you've drove me to this
The walls are closing in
Pounding, banging, thumping
This is act is slowly killing me
Falling, fading, dying
You think you can just leave it be
Begging, pleading, dying
The black fog blocks out the light
Creeping, haunting, dying
Slowly I'm losing my will to fight
Crying, praying, dying
Now you've drove me to this
Now you've drove me to this
Is this what you wanted?
A living doll to serve you
A breathing doll to care for you
A brainless puppet to control
You've taken away everything
You've taken away my heart
You've taken away everything
You've taken away my soul
You've taken away everything
You've taken away my love
You've taken away everything
You've taken away me.
(That one sounds sort songish too, hm.)
Poem #2:
Darkness creeps
On silent legs
A sigh in the night
A heart that bleeds
Your words that cut
Your looks that scorch
Darkness creeps
Without a sound
Never enough for you
Never love from you
Darkness creeps
Waiting unnoticed
Change my ways for you
Be someone else for you
Darkness creeps
On vision's edge
Heart breaks silently for you
Shattered into pieces by you
Darkness creeps
Holding myhand
You turn me away
You ignore what I say
Darkness creeps
Inside my head
Bitter rejections
Heat turns to ice
Darkness creeps
Taking root in my soul.
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Okay, I promise everybody, I was not and am not suicidal. At the time I wrote these, my hubby and I were having some major fights and I kept slipping into depression, which I do battle with on occasion. I'm getting better about keeping the depression under control, and, if I remember right, I think writing these actually helped.
