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In my core I'm dead..

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I wish you could see
How inside I've died
Be able to play back
All the times that I've cried.

I play my music
To drown out the tears
You've been the cause of them
For all these years.

I know you can hear
Over the droning TV
And all these times
You've been ignoring me.

My own blood sets me free

You've never tried
To get below the surface
You make my achievements
All seem worthless.

I hide in my room
My hands in my hair
Asking myself
Do you even care?

Some day I'll leave
I can't become
This perfect daughter
I came undone

With scissors in my hand
I wait for you to call.
You don't.
Oh how you make me fall..

Maybe you'll understand,
Question why you passed by
As it's now empty
I hope the question kills you "Why?"

The blades are bloody
Life I can no longer stand
So I'm off to leave you
For a distant land.

Feel bad about me
That you never did demand
To find out
Why I had fresh blood on my hands.
Poem that pretty much reflects how I feel today right down to the last detail. I dedicate this to my parents.
© 2004 - 2024 miffythevampirebat
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RumpleInk's avatar
you have no idea how this touches me...this poem means a great deal to me...thank you so much for writting this