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Depression.

I feel two halves of my heart 

being ripped apart. 

Between the person society wants me to be, 

and the person You died to see. 

I try to do it all on my own, 

everytime I end as merely an empty minded clone. 

I hit the same wall with the same blood shed on the floor, 

Only i can't tell--

is the blood mine or Yours? 

Lord, I don't wanna do this anymore. 

I want You to...

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My mind.

I try to revise these words in a way

that you can understand the infestation

in my minds imagination.

But, no matter what mutation

I give these words.

You'll never understand my minds configuration.

Behind my eyelids

are islands of violence.

I'm suspended in a timeless test

being tested by a ruthless examiner

that's best represented by my

depressing thou...

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Society.

I'm not as fine as I seem, 

how could I be? 

Trapped within a dream

although this world is pre made. 

Confined to what we're told is real, 

taught to swallow anything we feel 

while aimlessly walking a path already laid. 

Examined constantly with pointless tests. 

Dismal tests in a dismal world with no rest. 

Verified by written results and scores, 

you begin to forge...

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The Feeling

Confused I sit, 

Unsure whether I should 

Love you or Hate you 

Maybe neither. 

You make me feel as if 

I'm not alive. 

A mere skeleton, 

or faceless being strolling earth 

with no purpose. 

Nobody loves me 

No one wishes my company. 

What more should I expect? 

After all I am just a faceless being. 

Merely a skeleton in the midst of humans. 

Nothing to ad...

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