My life, If you can call it that ~ Dark, Horror Poems

My life, If you can call it that
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My life, If you can call it that.




You hurt me, you hit me, you call me names
I scream that I'm sorry, but you still play this game
You come at me with anger filled eyes
I cower in my dark corner to hide

Why am I always regretting

all the things I don't even do
Will this really last forever?
Oh God I wish I knew

Is there really any reason
why I shouldn't hate you so?
But still I long for your affection
ItA~???s sickening, yes, I know

I'm angry, sore with hate
I just want this all to stop
I can't take it, Stop the ride!
Please, just let me off!

I'm crying the words that make you smile.
I'm facing the pain that's worth you're while.
I'm stumbling up the stairs, but being dragged back down.
I'm crying in fear, but you laugh at my frown.

No one knows what you have done.
excuse after excuse, one by one.
Tears spill freely from eyes of blue
Why do you hate me? What did I do?

I can't tell them because of a threat.
nightmares haunt me, I cannot forget.
You may think itA~???s cowardly, but here's a riddle for you
Is it better to deny, or to hide the truth?

Sometimes I cry myself to sleep at night
and other times I lay awake
Sometimes I stand up to you
But other times I simply quake

As I sit here, I start to cry
This hate has killed me, let me die
Just take the knife and let it strike true
Go on and kill me, I know you want to

Sometimes I feel like running away
But I'd have to leave them with you
I just can't stand you anymore
I don't know what to do.

Sometimes I think how easy it would be
for me to simply end it all
I don't really want to die
But I think I'm going to fall

Oh, Please God, have mercy
on my poor pathetic soul
I never wanted any of this
My happiness you stole

Close my eyes and dream
that none of this is real
I haven't written any of this
This isn't pain I feel

I'm not voicing my fears tonight
I'm not telling my story to you
You don't know how I really feel
The things I've had to choose

I don't know why this happens to me
Could I have avoided it somehow?
One day I'm gonna leave this place
But I'm gonna hang on for now

But when the sun goes down
and I'm sitting here all alone
My fears are slowly realized
but I don't reach for the phone

You come close and speak to me
Unthreatening, almost kind
Your eyes are glinting in the light
I don't trust your evil mind

And then you quietly begin to tell me
Of the mistakes I've supposedly made
Of all the people I have hurt
But I'm simply taking your blame

I try to breathe deep and evenly
but my voice gets high and breaks
You make no move to touch me
But still I can only quake

Your voice is quiet and deadly
But when I try to tell my side
Your shout with such ferocity
To the ground I slide

I threaten to tell someone
But all you do is grin
I tried to find help once before
And you know I won't again

The people just asked questions
Of things I couldn't tell
So I had to learn to lie to them
And made them think that all was well

"ItA~???s better that that they don't believe,"
you quietly sneer to me.
"They'd just make the pain even worse.
You know they can't stop me."

"Remember that little deal we made?"
It haunts me everyday I'm alive.
"If you ever call for help,
you'll be dead before they arrive."

"But I know your life isn't worth that much,
so just to make sure you understand...
Not only will I kill you,
but your family too," he said.

I shake my head no, I'll be good!
I won't touch that phone.
I'll never utter a word of this.
Please, just leave them alone!

I'm crying now, these tears of glass
Oh please, just let this end
And then you utter a quiet word
And I'm begging to you again

I come crawling back to you
and beg you, please forgive
I'm sorry for what I've done
Thank you for letting me live

I'm so starved for your love
I know I had it once before
You used to think I was worth a bit
I need your approval once more

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