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Mei Letum

i never was a good writer...
i always wanted to be able to write beautiful poems...
like Edgar Allan Poe...
anyway...here i go...

All i ever wanted was to be loved...
truly loved...And now it seems the more i want/the
more i need help...the further you all distance yourselfs from me...
i don't blame anyone for this...because...i'm always wanting more...

Why none of you ever said goodbye...
Why none of you ever cared...
its beyond my comprehension
why none of you where there...
to hear me scream to hear me yell
and curse the very day
that i became to be this thing,
now i just can't seem to stay...
let it be known that youve been warned
if only someone cared...
i can't be here
i can't stay here...
this will just go on...
i'll never live to see the day
you all had hoped would come...
i just want to disappear.
to leave no trace behind
for all my hopes and all my dreams
now lay me down to sleep...

 

monstrum monstrum 18-21, F 1 Response Oct 29, 2008

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this lacked the emotion that should have been evoked, it was kind of like going through the words through the emotions, but touching none of them. Kind of like having something you desire in reach, but you're just shy of going there, of tasting it.