New heights (1), by *****Junior Walker***** Subscribe to rss feed for                                      *****Junior Walker*****

I’m getting bitter
Inside I feel myself dying
It’s as if I have no feelings at all
But inside I feel my soul crying

It beats its head against skin walls
And tries to escape through slit wrists
Asking if it matters to anyone
Whether or not I exist

In between questioning my lifestyle
Asking where I’m going;
Till I’m left hopeless
And feel my every insecurity is showing

Loved ones peel away my fingers
Rather than helping me to hold on
Not one says, it’ll be alright
Just hang on

I just wish I could make them all see
Just how much this pain hurts
Show the emptiness that fills my heart
Without showing how blood spurts

I do what I can to resist the temptation
And at the same time resist drugs
Sometimes that means having multiple girls
This means getting multiple hugs

And after I’ve tried everything
I still can’t feel love
But rest everything on one comfort
And it comes from high high above

Tonight death will come when I call
Not when its time
There’ll be no more pain
Death, but a victimless crime.
Posted: 2008-09-22 01:57:41 UTC

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2007-07-13 03:21:48 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~
RE: your poem a song for you Junior Thank You Lord For Your Blessings On Me As the world looks upon me as I struggle along They say I have nothing but they are so wrong In my heart I’m rejoicing how I wish they could see Thank you Lord for your blessings on me There's a roof up above me I've a good place to sleep There's food on my table And shoes on my feet You gave me your love Lord And a fine family Thank you Lord for your blessings on me Now I know I'm not wealthy and these clothes they’re not new I don’t have much money but Lord I have you And to me that’s all that matters though the world cannot see Thank you Lord for your blessings on me.