Gone..

Here we go, crying again.
So much pain, when will it end?
I sob, try to speak.
No words come out, I'm far too weak.
I spend the evening covered in sorrow.
Don't worry, it'll be the same tomorrow.
I'll put on my pokerface.
I'll pretend to say grace.
I'll fall asleep in my tears.
I'll drown with my fears.
I shall find a massive rope and tie a noose.
I will leave a letter and sign it 'duece'.
You won't have anymore problems.
You're problem (me) will be forever gone....

Reviews

[Scott Wilson]

Beautiful. I know that's a weird word to describe it, but even as a darker topic, it's still written beautifully. I know exactly how it feels and how it feels to wish for an end. Thank you for the read.
-Scott

[Chesney W.]

Thank you for actually taking your time to read this and understanding what Im talking about in this poem.
-Chesney Chey(:

[Scott Wilson]

No problem :)