Make It Stop
Madness, screaming, empty hollowness echoes in my head
The nothingness is so loud inside, I almost wished I was dead
Decisions, questions, floating in my face
Feel unbalanced, no roots.....need MY own space
Trying to break bonds between mother and child
So that when I'm gone, their pain will be mild
No place in life for a nobody like me
No past, present, or future; no history
My life is a failure, can't make my choices right
Most everyday I wish, "Maybe I'll die tonight."
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This I wrote when I was in a dark place thinking about ending my life.