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by Lacey Spears   Nov 30, 2004


My wrist in my sight,
A knife in my hand,
I know this isn't right,
But i just keep thinking I can... I can.

I think about you,
And my eyes begin to tear,
I think about all you do,
And how you turned into my biggest fear.

I think about the past,
And I get scared,
I knew it wouldn't last,
But I liked thinking you cared.

I watch my wrist,
As this fountain appears,
Everything is covered in mist,
As my blood is mixed in with my tears.

Vagily I see,
People rushing in,
I hear one say 'how can this be?'
And think to myself... let the games begin.

My sight begins to fade,
My hearing is blocked,
I think about all the days,
I was being mocked.

I bet they're not laughing now,
I bet they're wondering only one thing,
I bet they're all wondering 'how'
I bet now they realize I'm a human being.

I hope now they realize,
There's only so much I can take,
So much until I'm pushed to the edge,
So much before I break.

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