Why are you playing me
Like a voodoo doll
Pressing me up against broken glass
My skin taking the toll
Lay down on a bed of needles
The pillow sharp with blades
I guess you win
You played ace, while I only had spades
The midnight chill caught me
As if I was in a refrigerator
The sting of the cold hurt like hell
Wonder what's going to happen later
My bones are twisted
My muscles strained
You're taking away my brain
I'm emotionally and physically drained
You're putting me in places
I really don't want to go
But my broken legs keep walking
Why? I don't think I'll ever know
The words that I scream
Aren't heard at all
But somewhere up there
You're smirking as I fall
YOU ARE READING
Sad yet true poems for people like me
PoetryThese are just poems that I thought about and made up. It's my way of venting off and letting stuff off my chest. They're all based on what's going on in my life and how I feel.
