Stand Strong

How long has it been?
I can’t feel any thing.
I can’t see through my blurry site.
I hate it all.
There is nothing left.
My dreams have all been shattered.
I should have known.
I should just run.
BE A REBEL
Need to die.
My mouth won’t say what I feel
I can’t say.
All I have is my hate.
Hate, for mankind.
Can I bleed?
Slice my wrist
See the blood.
I don’t feel it anymore.
I can’t feel.
Is there anything left,
For me here??
I look around all I see is filth.
Carnage.
I can’t run anymore
I’ll die if I do…
BUT
I’ll die if I stand here.
"Stand Strong"
But I’m weak
I wait impatiently for death.
To suck my last breath from me.
He is telling me to hurry .
He wants my soul.
I refuse to give it to him…
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What’d u think of my poem? I wrote it in march ’02 sometime