Joseph Gallant


Empty Days - Poem by Joseph Gallant

When will the sky part when will my day start when will life pick up for me
will it ever come will i ever be loved or am i just being greedy
my heart grows black my mind fights me back I'm sick of being alone
no knocks on my door i am just a bore my life is hard as stone
without my friends the voices in my head become the only noise
its driving me insane i start to slip away result of not having any joy
and i want it to end
i need it to end
i want to kill myself today
i want to feel nothing
i want to never awake
i want to die just this way
i watch t.v alone i wait with a silent phone and feeling for myself
is there something more, I am just ignored just waiting for my death
everyone seems happy, everyone but me, my life is just so hard
am I the only one, is there no one else, tomorrow seems so far
I'm sick of the wait, I'm filled with all this hate, I'm so angry at no one
back against the wall, i am starting to fall, i think I'm finally done
and I want it to end
i need it to end
i want to kill myself today
i want to feel nothing
i want to never awake
i want to die just this way
will I be missed, will people be pissed, will anyone even care
I'm unnoticed so often, can I escape this coffin, I am unaware
i hurt so much, I'm so out of touch, i couldn't feel more low
should of i waited, maybe medicated.....
I guess I'll never know.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 19, 2009



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