I cut my wrist and watch it bleed,
Another failure i don’t need,
And when you sit there screaming and yelling,
All i want is to keep rebelling,
Rebelling against the bull shit and lies,
Its hard to stay mad with tears in my eyes,
But then i lose it,
And i start grieving,
I just can’t handle all the shit I’m receiving,
Then i get pissed,
And go all crazy,
So maybe i do need help,
Maybe, just maybe.
3 comments
You have a talent as a poet….even if it is thru words of suffering, ppl will hear you…hopefully poetry like this will open the “stupid” part of society, the part that is ignorant to other people…… good work ! … 🙂
By “good work” i mean about opening up about urself on here n sharing with all of us….. it is a positive feeling to know you can go somewhere where u can express urself and have pl accept/respect ur feelings……
I think you have a way with words… If there are things you’re going through, it’s not a bad idea to reach out and get some assistance. Posting on SP is one way. If there is something you’d like to talk about, many of us will listen.