It Got Under My Skin

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I can feel it under my skin

The sadness that is eating away at me

The pain of having nothing

The loneliness of being free

The tears that roll down my face

As I lose bit by bit my warmth

Living in this hellish place

I can no long feel sad any more

I scratch and tear my flesh apart

And scream my life out

Trying to lose the sorrow that has filled my heart

But I can't feel happy anymore and with this I hold no doubt

So I kneel and pray to the man above

In hopes that may get a sign

But its been months with no such luck

And I'm slowly losing my mind

Finger tips cry out red essence

As my chest begins to open

I see it, the machine that powers me

It thumbs faster and faster as I reach in to grab it

I want it out, I want to be free from the nightmare

Clutching it I pull, and I scream

Slipping in and out of life, tears roll down my face

This is what happiness feels like isn't it

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