Because you don't care

by Trisha Brooks   Dec 7, 2004


See that knife over there
i slit my wrist because you don't care
these slashes say a million things
like how you tore my paper wings
now I'm broken, i can't fly
I'll fall to the ground, crumble and die
you ripped my heart out of my chest
but i keep on thinking your the best
why don't you think of me at all?
why don't you care if i fall?

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  • 20 years ago

    by confusion

    great poem. can really relate. keep it up and stay strong

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