Various Poems

3. anonymous

Roses are red, so as the blood on my face
Violets are blue, so as my mental state
Hidden chest, numb and sober taste
Sixteen years ago, my mother gave birth to a piece of shit.

When I feel happiness it's because it's all an imagination and fantasy
But when I feel hurt and dying inside its because it's all a reality
I felt in love for a span of hours, but replaced with sorrow for days
Half a liter of beer, tipsy for the best with a dizzy haze.

There goes the girls in sparkly dresses
Hides their past that's full of messes
Running from maniac exes
Jinxed their love with excess
They say fights makes friendships stronger
But it's all a lie
It will never be the same as before
What an ugly sight.

Sometimes I pray to lengthen my life, to touch everybody's hearts with meaningful words
But sometimes I pray to end my life, don't care if I go to hell just to leave this fucked up world
If God can't grant my second wish, I guess I have to do it myself
With a belt attached to a window or a rope tied to the ceiling
Just to stop this depressing feeling
Just to stop the psychological bleeding
Just to stop loving
Just to stop living.

It's nobody's fault, for God's sake just leave me dying
I just want to be anonymous for now for the sake of my sanity
Unknown for being an activist, known for being a waste
Beautiful blasphemy of cursing everybody who comes in my way
Suicide is nor a solution or an escape, but my demons keeps on pushing me to do it
My guardian angel is on vacation, my lucid demons are on a killing spree
The devil is calling me through a crimson line
My existence is self-loathing, but being anonymous isn't all I wanted
But I just want to be anonymous for now for the sake of my sanity.