Dec. 3rd, 2003

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By Anna Lorena

I am alone I want to hear someone's voice Someone who gives a shit I want to run Fly Get the hell out of here I dont understand Get it out of my head Hold me Let me cry I hate this place It is my own damn health Let me stay up all night It is my choice My decision My body My mind I keep me company I Me All by myself *** If you say I should act 19 Let me Let me make a fool of myself Let me make a few mistakes Let me run myself to nothing Let me go and find my way Let me have my own wings Not yours Let me do all the things You did at 19 No matter how dumb it was Little girly obsessions I've only had one damn boyfriend Be a little more than stupid Blame it on hormones We all have them Let me run off and follow a foolish whim Let me have my dumb ideas Let me have my silly crushes That I never let myself have before Let me express Let me scream Or else it all just gets trapped in there Waiting Festering Eating away the inners Eating away the mind, soul, body Eating away Leaving only a wraith A nothing, empty shell A skeleton with a few remaining scraps of flesh Desparately clinging to the gritty old bones Rotten through with the disease of thought Left to blacken and twist What produced it Without Making A Sound.

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