Lack of Me...

by Flea   Jun 9, 2004


Why is it so hard to love me?
What is wrong with me?
Those questions make me wonder...
Would you all survive with out me?
If you woke up and discovered i vanished
Would you shed a tear?
would you even care?
The lack of me here,
This thought you may not bare.

I sit here with a blade
Upon my wrist it's laid
If you really knew, I never had it made
I wish for the love i was never paid

Life for me is hell
But some can't even tell
As day by day i crawl deeper into my shell
The blood now taints my skin, I let out a silent yell

I'm slowly walking in to the light
I have no will power, no might
Blood red- I wish i had a better last sight
As i fade away all i wish to say is...
I bid you Good Luck & Good Night

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  • 20 years ago

    by Carrie

    hey flea i luv it and im always here 4 u

  • 20 years ago

    by yup

    Im stunned. This poem is breath taking. Filled with emotion.
    I hope you know I'll always be there for you Fesisalee.

    Luv
    ~Kelly

  • 20 years ago

    by Charlene

    This poem is sent shivers up my spine.