My Mind Poem by dakota james

My Mind

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I'm sick of these feelings of emotional distress
they could all end with the slit of a wrist
tired and craving self acceptance
there is no god
there is no heaven
there is no entrance to another world less tough and jaded
I'm stuck in my mind its locked and gated
I have no room for peace
I have no room for love
I only have room for death with no life up above

Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I suffer from self hate and depression and I wrote this one night when I was really about to kill myself, id love all kinds of constructive criticism
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