Poetry hobby

[streak101]

Lately, I've been writing song music and poetry here's something i thought up while dreading the dramatic demon i have of a writing teacher.


I'll turn off this light called life,
just end it all now with this knife,
and when you miss me, and i'm not there
then you'll know it wasn't fair.

They always were there right?For you,
They left me all alone in gloom,
But I'll be gone (gone tonight)
I'm turning off the light called life.

All alone and not alright,
the light's dim, and so I might,
turn it off, finish me now
And in my blood, I will drown.

All alone and not alright,
the light's dim, and so I might,
turn it off, finish me now
And in my blood, I will drown.

You promised me,
that you'll be there,
but now it's time
and your not here.
Was it a lie?(Or was it fear?)
That deadly silence you can't hear.

It creeps and crawls, surrounding me,
It hides, and curls, and waits in me,
Anger me, it comes out of me,
Don't believe me? Well you'll see.

All alone and not alright,
the light's dim, and so I might,
turn it off, finish me now
And in my blood, I will drown.

All alone and not alright,
the light's dim, and so I might,
turn it off, finish me now
And in my blood, I will drown.


On althanas or not, my mind is flowing with creative juice.