Look for a dark room

Look for a dark room
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I want to run away.
run to somewhere far.
where nobody can get mad at me,
where I cannot mess up.

Im looking for a room,
an empty room.
that is dark and has padded walls.
so I can think and realize that Im nothing at all.

I always say the wrong things
at the wrong time.
I get screamed at for not knowing.
but it wasn’t my fault.
I know Im nothing at all.

crying is my hobby
looking at myself is my favorite thing to do.
and making people hate me is my job.
I stand in front of that mirror on my wall.
realizing Im nothing at all.





15 thoughts on “Look for a dark room”

  1. Hey don't do something you are later gonna regret
    trust me i know exactly how you feel. it's a
    really bad feeling . i feel like that all the time but
    running away isn't gonna get all the problems to
    go away. don't lie to yourself telling yourself
    that you're nothing you are so stop doing that to
    yourself alright peace outz!!!!!!

  2. Hi, i understand how you feel i feel that way to but i do
    take the time to cry myself to sleep b/c it helps me
    the next day! even though i don’t know you and i don’t
    know how bad your feelings are i just want to say
    that you will make it through and 1 day you will show
    your friends and family that you can make
    something out of yourself and i'm only 13 and i've
    been through alot of stuff that most people wouldn’t
    have known and everything will be alright if you just be
    yourself!!

  3. i understand, I get screamed at for not understanding, never being able to show my point of view and afraid to expose my tears. you're locked inside your fears and I understand that.

  4. I love your poem! I can relate to it because I get yelled at by people (especially family) for not doing stuff right, not understanding, and I can never figure out how to express my opinions to other people verbally and I won't let myself cry in front of people so I go lock myself in my room and write poems, think, listen to music, draw pictures, and cry. Crying makes me feel better cause I let some of how I feel out and I feel less worthless.

  5. I REALLY LIKE THIS POEM its THE BOM…….
    YOU KNOW WHAT I REALLY don’t LIKE IT
    IS STUPIED SO SHUT UP
    IM USING IT FOR MY L.A CLASS ASSINMENT

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