When everything dies there's nothing alive,
I don't need anything, just 'tryna survive.
My destinations never arrive,
Sometimes I don't understand why I'm still alive.
As my needs continue to deprive,
I don't know if I'll ever revive.
Because if I leave, everyone will thrive,
I just wish what was stabbing me wasn't a knife.
Everyone seems to hate me,
Like they don't care where I'll ever be.
I know that I will never be free,
But it's more than that, I guarantee.
It's not so small, it's the third degree,
Because when I look up, I wish to say 'we'.
I don't know what may be the key,
But all I want is just to be.
My heart's dead but my mind's awake,
And never seems to give me a break.
All my contents just continue to take,
When I step out I feel so fake.
Just give me a break, for heaven's sake,
Don't remind me my life's a big mistake.
All my worries creeping up like snakes,
As my world continues to shake.
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