The End

by Amanda Smith   Dec 7, 2004


Talk and ignore me
Silent and still
Acts that are
Out of your will.

Cutting is addicting
The need and want
Loving the pain
You can't make me stop.

Wishing to be dead
Wanting to be free
The fear of someone
Finally noticing me.

I make a friend
Can't let go
But all of this stuff
Remains unknown.

Loving life
And who I am
Hating life
Wanting it to end.

Scared of myself
Others as well
This is the stuff
I won't tell.

Scared of living
Scared of dying
This is the stuff
That's got me crying.

Uncertain feelings
Along with thoughts
Feelings unfelt
Thoughts unthought.

My life is coming
To a bitter sweet end
No one cares
Not a hand to lend.

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  • 19 years ago

    by «-Pale-Petals-»

    nicely written poem, it flows really good, keep up the awsome writing, five outta five, and cutting is adictting, ur so true...
    Samz~*