The Last.

Pow.

The last sound I'll ever hear.

The last feeling I'll ever feel

before the coldness

closes in on me

and I break down.

Because this depression is to much to handle

and the truth is to much to bare.

So bad I wish tomorrow will never come

or the today never happened.

That time itself will end.

Because no matter how hard i try

somethign always ruins my day

and someone always makes me cry.

So why bother, why bother trying.

When you know your just gonna fail in the endd.

Author's Note

this is an older poem, I just recently found itt. it's not that greatt but.

Reviews

[Ironside]

Haha it's better than mine!