So much anger
So much pain
You don't dare to cry
You want to leave those issues
Behind..
The pain in your soul is too much
You can't bare it any longer
In confusion you grab the knife
You start cutting your legs, your arms and your stomach
For one minute you seem cold
A moment later
You realized what you've just done
You look at your body and cry
Why do you feel this pain
And why, just why does it needs to be you
You can't stand this anymore
You're losing your mind
One look at you body
The one last look you'd ever make
She just opend up the window
One moment later
She lied covered in blood
She was dead, dead on the street
Write to Live; Live to Read: Poetry
A gathering of poetic people who help each other grow in their poetic ablilites.
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