The guild is taking me alive.
I'm sorry but I just can't take it anymore.
Death take me away from my sorrow and pain,
as I am only a mere peddle in the pool of life.
The tears are getting hollow.
Because I emptied all over and over.
Replacing them with streams of blood,
as my knive cuts deep in.
Running away from expectations and responsibilities.
As judgement bestows upon your weight.
Overflowing is the bucket of people,
with stares filled with anger and jealousy.
And there I am thinking it all over.
Was this all we are worth.
Just a mere puddle in the pool as life,
As consciousness slips away.
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Coping Poems
कविताA few poems I wrote trying to express my feelings. As I see myself as a person that has quite some difficulty with showing my downsides towards others I like to use this as my stress reliever because I'm too anxious to go to the therapist. #194 In E...
