Hell

Have you ever felt so alone and cold
that you just cant get out of the funk?
carried around day by day by
this lifeless piece of junk
you call a body

parents screaming upstairs
leaving you in despair

my solution-
A handy dandy notebook
and my words
sliding gracefully across the page
gliding out the gilt and the hate

there really is no other way
you can try to lose yourself in a good book
but what happens when your head starts to hurt?

so helpless you cant sleep
so tired you cant see
then your grades slip
and your world begins to tip
you cant see the floor
let alone a door

you feel so dark and so grey
you cant pretend to be happy another day

people begin to notice
calling you names
they say they want to see your scars
they dont believe in games
especially not the ones you play
and live by
dont cry
just lie
and eventually youll die

theyll never understand
all they see is the happiness
that shows

theyll never know how gone you really are
not until its apparent theyve lost you
then youll have a therepist to watch you
so where does this hell end?
to be honest Im not sure
no ones lived to find out
and well i dont want to be the first
because that would mean
finishing what I didnt start
and living with a broken heart

by ragingquiet13
posted on 10/16/2007