I Can Hear You Calling Me

If you read it you should get it…
Frozen in fear of who I’ve become,
Looking in the mirror feeling so numb,
Scared of what the feature holds,
Don't want to hear what I’ve been told,
Growing so f*cking cold,
Can't spend another day on earth,
It all started from my birth,
Lying to myself,
Acid pouring from my mouth,
Blood boiling at 100 degrees,
Now it's time to bleed,
It's the first time I have felt some heat,
Trying to breathe,
Now it's time to leave,
I can hear you calling me.

By midnight purple
Published: 1/21/2007		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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