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Late Night Blues

Copyright, Curt

Here is a little poem I wrote late one night just after a breakup with a girl I was with for two years. I went from being a pretty “together” guy to having serious anxiety and depression issues. I’ve been cutting for about eight months now as a way to center my thoughts and dull my mental pains.

here I lay
in a constant dream,
waiting to wake up…
waiting to be seen.

how do you put words,
to this thing called life…
it’s soo much easier
to just grab a knife.

cut your skin,
scar your wrist,
who would have thought…
lifes sutch a twist.

it started with thoughts…
of suicide,
but now thats past…
and im locked inside,
locked forever,
locked for good
i just wish…
you understood.

Hold You

Copyright, Curt

How i wanna hold you in my arms and say that you
Make me whole
how i wanna hold you in my arms and say that you
Compleate my soul
How i wanna hold you in my arms and show you
That its true
How i wanna hold you in my arms and
Never let go
Im feeling so low
As i look back on those days
Evertyhing else is just a haze
As i look up at the sky
I wonder why
Why you wouldnt be with me
Like i wanted it to be
As you left me alone
Seeing how ive grown
So far apart from everyone
So far apart from the sun
Darkness consumes me mind
As my eyes go blind
You left me out here
with everything to fear
In a world so strange
My heart is drained.

 

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