Searching for Hope in Choas
This discrimination and this temptation.
Makes you wonder when the demolition to this world.
Will soon kill the chaos.
That surrounds us and makes us go insane,
Even to this length.
I pray for the day.
That in one say we could change.
For the sake of our next of kin.
Because I'm tired of looking in this mirror,
and seeing the bloodthirsty part of me.
It's making my body bleed.
It makes me want to scream for help,
but there's no point.
It's hard to be dealt.
I don't know what to do.
I'm screaming tell me God.
Which way should I go.
Which way should I turn.
Save me from the cursed side of me.
Make me believe
that this isn't the real me,
because I'm screaming
this isn't who I want to be.
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