clawing at the back of my eyeballs

clawing at the back of my eyeballs

A Poem by thenudebicyclist

the fact of the matter is,

i really dont care if i live or die.

that i prefer the idea of death.

that im not what im worth, and am destined to fail and create pain

where ever i may go..

that im too tangled in a web of my own lies...

 now all i can do,is pray that a car t-bones the passenger side and kills me someday,

 so i may no longer have to live with the f**k up ive become....

 

That i have watched myself become all i have have strived not to be.

© 2012 thenudebicyclist


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The fact that you point to your faults constructively says a great deal about your enthusiasm for living. They are other worlds, my friend, more sinister. You are straightforward. Don't lose that. A nice write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truth is power.

I've felt that way before, completely.

It takes a lot to admit that and share it. Impressive work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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thenudebicyclist
thenudebicyclist

tucson, AZ



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im an introvert. writing and making music are my outletts for the bottled up emotions i have more..

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