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Jan 12, 2010
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I Dont Understand
Talking back to my parents, they don’t like my tone
Living in this damn world completely alone
Doing everything, I rely on myself
On the occasion I ask for a life vest
I’m being thrown an Anchor
Don’t wanna wake up today bad will always occur
Sick of all the pain
Sick of questioning if I’m even sane
Dreams sickening, death and slaughter everywhere
Waking up I’m in shock, cant breath like there’s no air
Mixing up the difference between dreams and reality
Need help keeping me down, starting to feel like there’s no gravity
Confused and yet I find it funny
Met a girl not to long ago, her life’s ten times worse
Makes me wonder how she can easily survive
When I got it better, yet to live I have to strive
— Dark_Death, Jan 12, 2010
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ifoundaplace
16 years 4 months ago
Leave it here
Dark_Death
16 years 4 months ago
hehehe
sunscreen
16 years 4 months ago
Strong ermotions
Dark_Death
16 years 4 months ago
hehehe its because its the
sunscreen
16 years 4 months ago
Yeah
Dark_Death
16 years 4 months ago
i have the worst spelling =(