Unwanted gift

by Lily Ashford   Oct 25, 2004


As tears run down my face
i can not believe i am part of this human race
all my pain that makes me real
is what blocks out how i really feel

to many drops have fallen on my cheeks
the cuts i have made these past weeks
turn up the music in my room
to block out my silent doom

wanting that eternal rest
like a bird wanting to leave the nest
to many memories and voices to
to many cuts to many choices what to do

one choice i have made
is inflamed
with Passion and hatred
love and sadness
and in this mess of life
i will end
this unwanted gift

"guess what the unwanted gift is please comment"

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  • 20 years ago

    by louise

    hey yet agen a GREAT poem i really like this one. i cn see so many similarities between our work a ot of mine is yet to b submitted on here :) well done lou x x