I Am Dead Poem by Tiffany Sunshine

My forgotten soul has been folded over
Sitting alone in my tombstone
Screaming and crying because my spirit cant move on

I huddle myself in darkness
I push myself away farthest from pain
And yet it keeps following me

I am so deranged in this strange place
I want to cover it all up and hide my face

I feel unwanted

Tanted by the words that haunt me
Deep inside I feel so ugly
The holidays are here and no body trusts me with there love

How can I prove that there is a change?
How can I prove that I am not the same?

I continue to carry on in this mist
With the clothes on my back and a small hand in my fist

I ask myself..........................................................................
Is it all worth it

I feel I dont get anything in return
Except it always being my fault
Except its the problems that Ive caused
Except it always being me
I deal with it everyday internally

You battered it
You shattered it
Spread it across my bed
Now its your fault
This problem you have caused
And now you can see I am dead