The End

by Christina   May 22, 2008


Alone and empty
I feel so cold
And I have no one
In this world

I sit in my room
Wanting what used to be
My heart has holes
And I bleed black

Why cant you come back
My life is a mess
And my only friend is a razor
It just feels so good

Blood pouring down my wrist
I feel so alive
So open
So vulnerable

Everything soon fades
I can't see my own arm
I feel dizzy
My life is over

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