OverComing

by Katelyn   Jan 6, 2005


I locked myself alone to rot
My will may consume your fate
A real monster an evil plot
Can I really control my hate?

I have always hated sharp things
The point and shine heartless metal
Dragged across my skin the pain stings
The blood red as a rose petal.

I take away my sin once more
The terrible thing I have done
I must stop but life is bore
Nothing is ever truly fun.

It's my last chance I will speak out
Consult my friend words a feather
I am not lost without a doubt
I won't let those screams last forever.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    That was awsome!!! keep it up!