InThis Room

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Depression

ive built a room

inside my head

the ceiling's black

the walls are red

and in this room

is where i keep

all my thoughts

that you might seek

i took the stars

from my eyes

and stuck them on the ceiling

i cried and wished on every one

just to have this feeling

the pieces of my shattered heart

are scattered on the floor

would you pick up every one

and leave me wanting more?

did you know that these walls

were once a snowy white?

i painted them red with my own blood

one disturbing night

these pillows once the palest pink

have faded into black

and even though it cut so deep

i wouldnt take it back

the ceiling's black

with stars from midnight eyes

they fell from crimson teardrops

caused by deception and lies

secrets of scars from long ago

are written on the walls

secrets from times when no one was there

to help me break my fall

in this room

sits a bed of flames

its here that i die

im so ashamed

but sometimes in my darkest hour

i finally see the light

through tears and haunting memories

i found its worth the fight




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jesus Megs this poem broke me in half onlt because its how i feel. the words are so freakin real with the blood and the blacknes inside of you. This poem is the only poem so far that made speack out loud. and what i said was jesus megs i wish i could be there to cuddle and cry with you. only you make me feel loved and wanted and i hope that never ever goes away because you are my reason to life. well kisses for you and life.