Silent kiss

by anissa   Jul 4, 2008


The blood on my wrists
the tears on my face
still cant take the pain
witch time can not erase
the pain in my soul
the pain in my heart
now have bigger scars to reveal
the knife that i hold
the riped apart skin
shows how much pain
that you have put me through
the tears that i cry
wishing you where here
wishing i was good enough
with one more cut
upon my wrist
i whisper i love you
a silent little kiss
i fall into a sleep
a sleep of death
one i can not awaken from
the pain is gone now
and now you are happy
I'm no longer here
but the silent kiss still whispers in the air.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Brittainy

    Love really does hurt, but it makes good poetry.