No More
Fake a smile.
Just for a little while.
Hide all the pain.
Hide in the rain.
Storms surround.
Can’t see around.
Dark Fierce clouds.
Thunder frightening and loud.
Tornadoes, ruining everything in its path.
Showing the world its mean wrath.
Hurt filling my soul.
Just like cheerios in a bowl.
All this holding inside.
Falling, never rise.
Ready to explode.
Ima Coke, about to drop a Mento.
Broken, Shattered to pieces.
But babe im tired of you treating me like feces.
Throw me out,?
Thought I was the one you were supposed to care about.?
You left me in despair.
Heart so broken—Can’t be repaired.
My life,
Now filled with strife.
Never be the same.
Not likin’ this game.
Build me up Powerful, Strong
Then tear me down, it’s so wrong.
To write me a song
Then tell me it’s too long.
This pain
I never wanted to gain.
This storm,
It’s got me torn.
Wish you were still here,
Maybe join me for a beer.
I take a look in the mirror.
And see me jumping off a pier.
Wishing death would come near.
Wishing the Reaper would get into gear.
Death seems better than living in fear.
…Better than sheading a tear.
Six feet under
No more Thunder
No more Tornadoes
No more rotten potatoes.
No more Lightning strikes.
No more wrongs and rights.
No more rain pours.
No more.
For Contest entry: Depression
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