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Empty Shell

Sometimes I can't control,
My ugly words,
I always end up doing something,
That sends everyone away,
I don't mean to be this way,
But it's just who I am,
I'm always unhappy,
I'm always bored,
I just want to disappear,
Because I know in truth,
No one really cares,
I could scream out to the world,
But no one would notice,
Because I am invisible,
I think I'm happy,
But my heart always gets shredded,
I am not strong,
I lie all the time,
Thinking I can get what I want,
But I still hurt inside,
I wish someone would come save me,
But I know thats unlikely,
They would have to be just like me,
And tell me the right things,
And so I'm just going to live on,
In a dead body,
Because I can't take it,
I'm going to continue,
Breaking my wrists,
Feeling them bleed,
And being unholy,
My life can't be controlled,
My happiness never lasts,
I am not living,
I never have,
I'm an empty shell living on this hell.
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