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Published: 2006-01-31 06:29:08 +0000 UTC; Views: 84; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 3
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Description I am melancholy.
Not tears slowly running down cheeks melancholy.
Not screaming at the top of my lungs melancholy.
Not handing me tissues every two seconds melancholy.
But rather melancholy as a loved one weeping over the dead.
Melancholy that the rain wont come.
Melancholy that life has no meaning.
Melancholy to the point of no return.

I am frustrated.
Not screaming with rage frustrated.
Not tears streaming down my face frustrated.
Not breaking things frustrated.
But frustrated like a caged animal wanting to get out.
Frustrated that they dont understand.
Frustrated that they dont care.
So frustrated that I'm shaking and cant stop.

I am furious.
Not shaking furious.
Not tears falling everywhere furious.
Not stabbing you with my pen furious.
But rather furious like a cat that cant catch a mouse.
Furious that I could bring death upon you all and not feel bad.
Furious that revenge would only be so sweet.
So furious that not breathing would bring me joy.
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Comments: 2

destroy-yourself [2006-01-31 23:29:03 +0000 UTC]

i like it. hehe i put my mood poem from 9th on here too. but i edited out parts i didnt like
weeeee

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SimarraSuicide In reply to destroy-yourself [2006-01-31 23:43:06 +0000 UTC]

lol

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