A Written Cry

[bleedingangel84]

Never good enough.
The knowledge
kills my hope.

Never quite what-
you want.

So heavy inside-
I don't have tears enough-
to cry.

Death will be
a relief. A release.
This body is a disease.

Can't write. Can't think.
Can't be-enough, ever.

Comments

[nenne.livejournal.com]

I really hope you don't feel that you're not good enough, sweetie. *hugs* It's a sad, but lovely poem though.

[bleedingangel84.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, I do most of the time, but I appreciate the good wishes. *hugs* Thank you for taking the time to comment on this. It really means a lot to me.