M's Poetry
Burn
Insecurity....this time it's got the best of me.
Apathy...this time I succumb
I try to scream
but I can't make any noise.
I try to breathe
but the breath has lost my voice
there has got to be a better way
some way to get rid of this pain
Is my future in a razor blade?
Bad memories...so I drink to forget
but you see.... all I lose is self respect
blackened soul, everyday it feels the same
I'm feeling guilty for an uncommitted crime
left dangling from these strings
my body's free but my mind is doing time....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
Apathy...this time I succumb
I try to scream
but I can't make any noise.
I try to breathe
but the breath has lost my voice
there has got to be a better way
some way to get rid of this pain
Is my future in a razor blade?
Bad memories...so I drink to forget
but you see.... all I lose is self respect
blackened soul, everyday it feels the same
I'm feeling guilty for an uncommitted crime
left dangling from these strings
my body's free but my mind is doing time....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
