Free Me

 
I'm in chains
Struggling to free myself.
No one has ever helped
Or given me a second glance.
I call out
Until my throat is raw.
No one listens,
Everyday the chains tighten,
Keeping me where I am.
I know I must break free,
But I can't myself.
Someone help,
Please free me
From this eternal torture.
I know i will never be free again.




Written by a friend

I'm Done

I hate you! I fucking detest you! I can't believe you or any of the shit you did to me. You went from I Love you, I love you so much and the mushy gushy scary poems to I hate you! Fuck off and a poem called Fuck you. How the hell does that work? *punch* it is not possible to go from so lovey dovey to screaming and yelling like that. *grabs knife* *grins evily* *stabs you in the heart in front of your fiance* You are the worst "man" alive, though you aren't a man at all, so you know what grow a pair or stay the fuck away from the rest of this pathetic planet. I am fed up with you and all your stupid shit. Goodbye. Go to hell. I'm done.



*written with a friends assistance

Something Fun

If you don't take the time to have fun, then you are not taking the time to live life to the most extreme extent possible, and if you are not living life to the most extreme extent possible than you are dead. So take some time and have some fun today. Skip a meeting with an old friend, or change up your daily routine. Try something new, or do something that will surprise everyone, even yourself, who knows you may grow to love yourself the way that I love you.  Oh and believe me, I love you more than anyone has ever loved anything or anyone ever before.

Drowning

I feel like I'm drowning,
Drowning in misery.
Everywhere I look,
It's blue or red.
Blue if I'm sorrowful at the time,
And red if I'm thinking of all the world's idiots.
Somebody save me
Before I hit the bottom.
I need someone to save me from this misery,
From grief and anger.
I doubt if anyone can.
I gave up on rescue years ago.
I just want everything to end.

God?

Is there a god?
If there is,
Why are people dying everyday from unnatural things?
If there is,
Why does my life make me feel like I'm in a shell?
If there is,
Why do innocent people suffer everyday?
If he's real,
Why does he let idiots ruin other's lives?
If he's real,
Why do so many people feel so alone everyday?
If he's real,
Why does he let the bravest and coolest people take their own life because of an idiot?
If there is a god,
He is cruel and I hate him.