My Poem

I decided to post a poem i wrote the night i attempted suicide..It isnt that good but, What ever. My Pain
The pain has grown so stong i cant remember were i belong My happyness turns to sadness in my head ,like a gloryous tree when it begins to die and shed I dont know if i belive in heaven and hell but as my time runs up i shall soon be able to tell. Every thing darkens and no feeling do i bere.This pain is to strong for me to share.every thing has stopped just for me,i guess its through another door with another key.As i take my last breath and look at all the worlds suffering..I relise i will be missing...Nothing. Okay, i have decided to post another one of my shitty poems! Just another day of my life. Tears come down her face,She doesnt know why but she feels out of place She's running again through this Frightning land,she's been here so many times she knows the ruit like the back of her hand The thundering of her heart keeps her legs at a steady pace She cant stop-she has no were to go at the end of this chase. her mind so confused she doesnt know what her own thaughts mean- she's running out of time and just wants to scream. Glistning Tears come down her face,She doesnt know why but she feels out of place this was when i met my destany face to face.
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yea it is long. surprisingly it didnt take that long..

and thanks! =)
your background looks soo much like my cat!
so cute!
thanks for the comment about my friends mom.

rena x/o
yea.. this problem sucks. but its easier when there are people going through the same thing.. im sure we'll be talking more. :D

*rissa
[Anonymous]
yea i wrote it. i was sorta upset and just out of it last night and just wrote it down. like yours too. prettie good. i know the feeling
thats a nice poem. how did u try to commit suicide? i'm sorry that u felt u had too.
[Anonymous]
hey i like ur diary .. how do you get the little pop up box thingy when u first go to ur diary?
[Anonymous]
those poems were really good..ur a great writer..thankz fur the comment..
Nope I didn't write that poem, I wish I had... but I got it from someone else's diary.
[Anonymous]