Death

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I usta to fear it
Now I want it
To come faster
Until it hits
I'm just dead
Lying on the ground
Where nobody knows
I'll be there for hours
Because there is no one is there for me
No one helps
No one cares
It's a nightmare I have
I slit my throat then watch over my body
That is until someone finds me
Hours do pass
My body lay motionless
On cold hard wood floor
Arms with fresh cuts all over them
I'm dragged down to hell
Where I stay for a while
Then I awake in the real world
Time to go to school
With a smile on my face
5 friends meeting at my locker
I push my way through and go to class
The day ends and I go home
Crash on my bed and start the music
Once night time rolls around
I stay up as late as possible
Once I fall asleep a similar nightmare arrives
That's just how it is
Death is something I wait for
I wish it would come faster
Then I want it to go slower
I want to freeze in time
And be a kid without problems
Live a life that isn't fucked up
Death isn't something I fear anymore

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