I lay in my bed
windows cracked and shattered
they wished I were dead
as they petered and pattered
My covers are white and blank
there has been no rain
whispered around like I’m some skank
there’s nothing to ease the pain
blood drips down the walls
holes are in the ceiling
my hand trembles and falls
I’ve lost all of my feeling
you crept in the corner
avoiding my eyes
you acted as a foreigner
I ate up the lies
my cup no longer full
I drank it all down
I’m so tired of the bull
such a stupid clown
its time for my life to end
pull the trigger of death
these broken pieces cannot mend
maybe its from all the meth
here I am whispering goodbye
you wave with a nasty grin
I pop the pills and sigh
dear lord, forgive my sin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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