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Slaughtered Soul ( 202 Views)
written by : Katarina
Slaughtered Soul
Is it my fault?
Fists of fury, taste them as they hit my face
Judge and jury, shed tears as they hear my case
Oh self-pity, drown me as the tears pour forth
Oh self-hatred chokes me as I drink much more
Disgusted by civilisation, not civilised at all
Disgusted by our society, amused by its downfall
We’re all falling, and I’m the first to land
Run for cover now, they’ll crush you where you stand
Obsessed with my own isolation, so utterly alone
Captured by my empty misery, needles cut through my bones
Fists of fury, kill me as they turn to stone
Judge and jury, won’t move from their comfort zone
Oh self-pity fills me as I open up
Oh self-hatred, keep choking, refill the cup
Disgusted by constant self-hatred, I am a pin cushion
Disgusted by inferiority, it’s me that it’s pushing
We’re all dying, and I’m the first to rot
Cover your eyes now, hate myself love you not
Obsessed with my eternal death wish, even after I die
Captured by my only granted wish, the wish to end my life
Fists of fury, cut them as I bare my teeth
Judge and jury, no mercy, I’m found guilty
Oh self-pity, I’ve drowned in its waters deep
Oh self-hatred, I’ve choked, I no longer breathe
Is it my fault?
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I HAVE READ AND ENJOYED A LOT OF POETRY, AND I HAVE WRITTEN SOME, AND IN ALL THIS TIME THIS IS THE ONLY POEM I EVER BEEN JEALOUS OF... writen by angelminx
Simply written, this is beautiful Katarina writen by Aphanem
Sweet sweet poetry. Intense! writen by Wally
