My head is pounding and my heart is racing
I'm walking back and forth pacing
The voices inside won't go away
They make me contemplate life and death everyday
Reminding me of all the things going wrong
This has been going on too long
I'm starting to believe what they say is true
It's like they've taken over my thoughts and if they take over my actions there's no telling what I'd do
Crazy thoughts always consume my head
And I know they won't stop even when I'm dead
I'll be tossing and turning six feet under
so suicide is something I don't ponder
Well not anymore
There was a time I was weak and didn't have anything to live for
Everything I loved had been taken and would never return
That should have brought me closer to God
But he was missing in my life so that would have been odd
Still to this day I have little faith
Maybe that's why my life is hard in the first place
But back to why I'm writing this piece
I thought maybe if I exposed the demons my mind would be at peace
But even at this moment they are telling me I'll never be free
And my sould no longer belonged to me
And I believe them because they haven't been wrong yet
It's been painted in my mind so I won't forget
No matter how hard I try
Because the paint is already dry
They haunt my dreams too so I lose sleep
I lay awakw while everyone count sheep
In my dreams they show me death and sorrow
And there's no escape it will be the same thing tomorrow
My head will be pounding and my heart racing
I'll be walking back and forth pacing
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