depressing poems

Falling
Have you ever felt you were falling down, down, down
to where there is no light?
Have you ever fallen giving up on all hope?
Reaching nothing but the wind
Knowing nothing of all or any faith
Falling down falling down
Seeing nothing but darkness
Hearing nothing but silence
Feeling nothing, nothing but fear
Realizing there is no hope for the frail
Realizing you are the frail
Falling down, falling down
People swarming about you
You scream yet nothing comes out
You reach yet nothing gets grasped
You look yet nothing comes to view
Falling down into the pit of hell
You think Christ will come and save you
No just another failure
Just another risk you take and fail
Rejection harsh and cruel that goes directly to your soul
Wishing your hell to end
Rancid putrid devils dancing about
With the gun in you hand you think of all the memories that have faded into dust
Now is the time this is the hour
Give me the gun now give me the power
Your mind is racing to the point of no control and. . . .
BANG! you are dead

Hope is the rack that I lay my dreams on.

Hope is the rack on which my dreams are lain.
My dreams, of wonder and beauty.
My mares of pain and anguish.

Hope is the light that leads the way. Hope is how I
know it will turn out right. Hope is the rack on
which my dreams are lain.

I have faith that things will even out.
Yet they are let down and I am crushed

Hope is the rack,
the feeble rack on which I lay my wishless dreams,
the rack falls and my dreams are shattered.
Hope no longer exists.

i can't cry anymore
i can't feel anymore
i can't be anymore
i can't move on

i can't love anyone
i can't turst anyone
i can't know anyone
i can't know you

i can't describe what i feel
i can't show you my pain
i can't feel any of your pain
i can't feel sorry for myself anymore

i feel like a void
i feel like there is nothing inside me
i feel like there is no tomorrow
and all hell is breaking loose
i feel sad and lonely
i want to cry
but i can't
i wish to over come these emmotions
but i can't
i'd love to move on
but i can't
all i can do is wallow in self pity
to wallow in self pity is not to accept what happend but to realize you are at fault
and there is nothing you can do about it.

More depressing shiznit(slightly edited

I write for me
I sing for me
I live for me
And no one else

You should leave me alone
You should practice what you preach
You should find who you are
And follow your heart

I do what I do
I say what I say
But to you
It’s just more depressing shiznit

Remember that you always think
you know I'm always so confused,
I really don't know what to do.
I'll sit and think about my life,
remember all my pain and strife
i think of what i used to be
remember when i was carefree
i think of what i did wrong
remember when i cried so long
think of my entire past
remember how it went so fast
think of how i used to feel
remembering it all felt so real
think of my life now and here
remember the hurt that i fear
confusing me so I don't know
of what direction I should go
think of my so called "friends"
remember hurt that never ends.
Think when the joke's about me
why won't they just let me be?
Think of what I feel each day
remember the cruel things that they say
think of my foolish pride
remember what to keep inside
think of my whole history
remember I'll always be pathetic me.

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