A razor in hand my skin bleeds
For a moment the pain inside leaves
I sit here alone
Suicidal thought burning my skull
I’m on my own
No excitement, life is dull
I make you laugh as I break down inside
I huff and puff trying to blow down the house of horror
I sit with thousands around, but still a loner
I’ve accepted that there’s no more of a happy fate
All I look forward to is pain and hate
I have given up.
YOU ARE READING
Lonely?
PoetryPoetry to help you cope. Poetry you can relate to. To remind you that you are not alone.
