air plane

sitting on the plane not knowing what to write

this feeling really bites

i could write about dieing

its in my head my thoughts im not dening

write about my mom

how sense she has left lifes a bomb

but then ill start to cry

and still want to die

cant write about happyness

you cant write about that when your lifes a mess

everything i would write about

you would try and doubt

it sucks to feel this way

living life day by day

nothing left to say

i wrote about nothing

thats what i am im nothign but a broken lil girl

trying to find a way out of this world

Author's Notes/Comments: 

wrote it on the plane going up there.......

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good poem