The Empty Bottle

Feelings bottled up inside
Sometimes I feel the need to hide
I cry myself to sleep at night
And start to believe that they're all right
Living in a world called hell
Locked up in my lonely cell
Is the world coming to love hate?
Should I go ahead and decide my fate?
The blood dripping from veins
Never again will I live in pain
Where were you when my empty soul would cry?
Where were you when I felt the need to die?
All the dreams I wanted so bad
All the dreams I wish I still had
Never again will I let out a tear
Now I'll never have to face my fear
All my anger has been let out
I'll never have to live in doubt
My eyes roll in the back of my head
Everything I've wanted to say has been said
This bottle of mine is now empty

~Cassondra


I found this poem on her homepage. It immediately made me cry, for I know..I know. Here is a link to her page: Cassondra's Domain.

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