My Curse

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By LostSoul •

I am at a loss for words My mind's cursed I live with demons inside my head Sometimes I wish I was better off dead Each moment I dread For without life, I shed Tear after tear I drink and drink Until I sink Further and further to oblivion And I become my worst opinion A prisoner of my own creation There's nothing inside but fear This body is a lifeless corpse My visions take me to a deep dark place Where nothing lives but empty space And I embrace to replace This dead soul for another But here I am stuck in this body A nobody And my mind wanders from every corner Only to find emptiness A void so large you can fit a universe This is my curse Me at my worse Dreaming of living in a hearse

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March 30, 2009 01:38izzy

wow...really can feel the pain and struggle in EVERY line. i think this is great! as a reader i felt the emotions u captured.

July 12, 2009 20:23LostSoul

thank you