afraid for myself
 

i hate everything everywhere and everyone
i'm unafraid to say it
everything i do unravels and becomes undone
how do i change it

i've never been the type to submit to suicide
painfully proud i refuse help
despite the fact i have to sacrifice to keep pride
my soul is bruised with welps

dangerously close to the brink of disaster
i hold on for dear life
i am my own man destinies master
how long till i see the light

faith is unworthy of this disgraced face
so i hide in unsure shame
hard to tell where this story takes place
and so i take the blame

overdoses of comatose individuals torture my psyche
giving me dark nighmares
how many others out there are just like me
is anybody else this scared

This i can relate to on the upmost degree. Everything you try to do or to always comes apart. hard to change it but can. my props man, peace

iight

this was pretty good, i liked it, some things in it i find myself repeatly thinking, like telling myself im going to have to hold on for dear life, or this hell is going to over throw me

also my fave part was the question is anybody else this scared
i use to think i thought too much of things, and made big deals out of everything, coz no one around me seemed to be having as much troble as i was, but ive come to relise ( mostly throu here )
that yea ppl are scared shitless just like me, but not alot like admitting it

all and all it was a good piece, nice flow by the way

~Tera~
DONT HATE

thank you upping

It was uneven in some parts. Uneven in the way it read and came together. Rather than the blatant structure...

Still, it was a good piece. And some of the above attributed to it. It was quite easy to feel. Though harder to grasp.

...resp....

Nice drop... definitely something I could relate to. I always find myself lookin for words to describe this very feeling, but I just can't find 'em. With this you came more than close to describing that feeling and it just all made sense. Like that question in the end, ... just the feeling like you're alone in this world,... that was just the perfect end. Probs to ya, keep droppin

resp

I think this was a very good poem. I could understand your feelings of being undone. Although it was good some parts where un even. The structure was kind of sketchy. But I did like it keep it up.