Rotting in this room,
I sit here alone,
To finally realize
That I'm all on my own.
I'm sitting here with blood
Seeping through my veins.
My life is slowly being taken away.
My friends being murdered.
My family is dying.
Nobody cares
That I'm always crying.
The stream down my face,
As I start to decay.
My life is slowly being taken away.
I'm staring into the depths
Of this treacherous abyss.
There is a void inside of me.
I must confess this.
I'm nothing more than a pool of blood,
Waiting to be washed away by the flood.
So, I sit here no longer waiting to decay.
My life has already been taken away.
~Courtney W. ©
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My Poems/Ramblings
PoetryMy old poems, from the depressed, self hatred, heartbroken teenager years of mine. I only have one currently...Actually...I don't think I have the others anymore....So, I have one. Now, I'm really upset...Great. I can't believe I threw away the sp...
