I am sinking
No longer holding on
Now I am wasting my time drinking
In till it goes to dawn
You did this to me
I can't help it anymore
Don't you see ?
I'm at my breaking point with life
What's the point?
What do I even gain from living ?
Do I even deserve to live?
I don't think I do.
You see....
I'm not who you think I am
I'm a monster in the night
I'm not a good person
I get angry and hurt people
I can't help it
Those hospitals made me feel even more crazy
A girl next too me banging her head against the door
I thought wow do I belong here ?
Maybe I did belong here
Maybe I'm insane because of all this pain and anger
Maybe just maybe
Someone will help me pull the trigger
YOU ARE READING
The Game Of Life
PoesiaMany people see life in different ways. Some see the ups some only see the downs but how about both at once? The opposites coinciding on one page.
