My Writings

Feeling weak

I smile but I want to cry.
I laugh but I want to die.
I act like I am okay
While I'm losing hope day by day.

You say I'm strong
But really you are wrong.
You say I am beautiful
But to me I am not
Sorry to bust your bubble.

Its midnight.
I'm still awake.
Writing away as I begin to shake
My heart breaks as the clock ticks by.
I just overdosed maybe I'll die.

I pray for sleep
I feel so weak.

My bed creaks as I move around.
My head starts to pound
As i stare at the ground.

I wonder what would happen if I fall.
Could I finally leave this cruel world behind?
Or put up with all this thoughts yet another night.

Sleep finally takes over
As I curl under the covers
If I don't wake up that will be fine
I could finally leave this cruel world behind.

~LtG