Hurt Poem by Chyna Essence

Hurt

Rating: 5.0


My soul is gone, my body will burn
Behind the doors of death is no return
This pain inside hurts me till the bone
I’m down, depressed and feeling alone
Leaving this world always forgotten
I hope everyone is slowly rotten
Asking questions that never gets answered
That’s why I throw my cutting tantrums
I’m scared to die, I want to live forever
But I’m also scared things wont ever get better
So I just sit in my room in cry till the day I die
Because suicide is in the air I can commit it anywhere

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marieta Maglas 09 December 2009

nice cognitive metaphor Behind the doors of death is no return nice sad confessional poem 10

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