Inside
If life ceased today would I be missed.I'm not morbid I'm a realist.
For tomorrows never promised and today's already gone away.
Caught in the middle of a shiffting day.
Don't want to go, but forever I cant stay.
Will I go up above the clouds, or will my soul stay where I lay.
Want to live to see a hundread.
Die before I'm 30 this I dread.
These are the images that keep me awake in bed.
Gun shots, and accident turning my dreams red.
To go insane, just take a walk through my head.
Find the thoughts that I think.
In to eternal psychosis you'll sink.
but whatever the thought just keep on pushing it back.
Until mental instability my brain lacks.
Try to think about liven life by the hour.
But in a world of disappointment and death how can I not be sour.
So I stay to my self and try to stay quit.
Cause deep inside I want to riot.
But push it back continue to live, continue to hide it.
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