My wound

by Unamed   Mar 25, 2008


My wounds are deeper than my skin,
invisible to your human eye.
The deepness of my cuts might scare you,
But truth is the wounds inside me are deeper than that.

Blood is dripping down my arm,
falling slowly to the bathroom tile.
It's been done so many times,
i can't feel that burning sensation .

I cry too much,
those wounds you left behind to me,
i have no other choice left in my life,
but to end this life of mine.

I cannot keep going like this.
i cannot keep that blood flowing
i know i need to die
there is no other reason for my life to continue.

***aLy***

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  • 16 years ago

    by DreamingOutLoud

    Nice poem girl

  • 16 years ago

    by meganmarie

    I loved it.
    very emotional.
    --aprils conspiracy

  • 16 years ago

    by ReinaPuente

    I like this poem
    a lot
    truly
    this has a lot of great emotion
    5/5 niice
    <3 me

  • 16 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    First of all this dark poem really hit its mark The emotions flow as well as the rhythmin this well written piece

  • 16 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    This is really good work xx