COLD

by NOTWORTHLIVING   Jul 5, 2011


I feel useless so cold
yet u still love me
i say there is no reason for me to live
some how you give me a reason to live
my mind always wanders
wanders to suicide
you catch my eyes and still my raging thots
you comfort my ever frightened soul
some how my hand reaches for the diamond
the truth be spill it in blood tht diamond turns to a knife
i embed it in my arm to end it
you call sreaming an crying i stop
few days pass i argue with you
i yell searing pain an hurt u
i fell like dirt
i grab the knife agian cut even deeper
you call pleading me to stop
few days pass agian we both lose temper u run out
heart broken an confused u leve
yet a gian i grab the knife no fone call an........................................................

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  • 13 years ago

    by BlueJay

    WOW!

  • 13 years ago

    by kasandra

    I can relate to that i know what its like to be stopped i used to be emo and yet i still try to kill my self