To Deep

by Yvette Gibson   Jan 8, 2005


I lay in my bed
Thinking of life
The abuse of day
And night
A knife in one hand
The pain in the other
I'll make it stop
And I won't sufferer
Just one cut a day
To make a point
Not to hurt me
But to hurt you inside
I guess I saw mad
That day that you yelled
I went to deep
I lay in my bed
With no words to say
As I die today

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