If you could see the way my soul looks
You would see the ugly darkness that lurks
Down deep in the shadows of my mind
I sometimes believe I am the Devil in disguise
The way I wish for death for myself
The way I believe it would bring pleasure to everyone else
Only the Devil could think such things
Only the Devil could I be
No one knows the pain I hold
No one knows how I've grown so cold
For if they did that would surely be the end of me
For I know they would make me get the help I so desperately need
For the one reason to live is no longer present
Though right before me, my only choice is to end it
For if I stay the pain will only grow greater
Greater than my small heart can bear
In my mind every day the Devil speaks
Today is the day you will join me
All at once all the ways race through my mind
Wanting to find the perfect way to die
The thought of the one settles in
As I prepare my mind to begin
And as the process is almost through
I hear my heart say " wait one more day "
For that is the Devils way
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