Frustration seeps.

by Marcie   Oct 17, 2004


Hold my hand.
oh dont you go
my tears I cry
nice and slow
myself I cut
not to deep
just to let frustration seep
ruby red pixels
light red lines
striking my arms
and legs
I'm fine.
It's not for attention
or for people I see
just to let the frustration
slowly seep.
and you might think me mad
but for now I'm still sane
but my heart
has been slane.
I hurt so bad
my pain to deep.
and for now
frustration seeps.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Michelle

    Great poem as is usual...can relate alot...talk to ya later and keep up the great work!

    <3
    M&M