Poems

Tired but wide awake


Tired but wide awake.
A frown upon my face.
Sat thinking, thoughts unclear.
I feel empty, deep inside.
I feel like I've already died.

Nothing matters anymore.
I want to walk out the door.
I'm sat, but never still.
Going up this never ending hill.

I feel anger, deep inside.
I keep it in I try to hide.
It all explodes, things fly in rage.

I hate myself on these days.




Save me from me


Don't try to look behind my eyes.
They lead down to my mind. 
It's a dark lonely place inside. 
I search, I never find. 

Save me from my mind,
save me from my life,
save me from me.