This is a poem I wrote: "Hopeless" No matter what happens, You cannot spare me the Pain of torture. As I bleed, I feel sorrow For what I have done. Yet things still happen That drive people to madness. I will embrace the horror Of life. I beat my head against the wall But it will not go away. My heart is heavy And I cannot breathe. As walk through the memories, I am crippled by the hate. My vision is dark, my world cruel. I am blind. I pray for sight As I cry crimson tears. Some wounds will heal, Other will scar. Life is an annoyance; A distraction. My soul is torn, but I continue Forth, on my quest for Nothing. The voices whisper in my ear, But they don’t exist. People surround me, As they laugh; Oblivious to my depression. The room is warm Yet I am cold. I must say goodbye, But I am not sure how I should Phrase it. As I hold the knife before me All I can feel now is Hopeless.
