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Impregnable Doom

Poetry By: mayigiveyoumyheart

Tags: Hatred

I'm not suicidal, just so everyone who reads this knows. It just.. came.. to me? I don't know if that is the right word.. but yeah, have fun reading!

Submitted:Jan 11, 2008    Reads: 121    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

I sit in my room

surrounded by guilt

and this impregnable wall

of hatred that I've built.

And in this silence

I cry and wait

for something that

will never come.

A shoulder to lean on,

a hand to hold

a person to love,

all my own.

But I can't open up

can't see past the flaws.

It's like I'm falling into an abyss,

into it's big, black jaws.

How do I live again?

How do I see?

It's like I'm dying,

of some fatal disease.

Before it takes over,

and I meet my doom,

I'll end it myself,





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