It's to late to help me...

by Rena   Jan 10, 2005


I had a great life
Everyone was nice…
But now I have reading glasses
I get teased…and people yell at me
I keep thinking do people care
Or do they just use me
I keep thinking about death
But I let it slip away from me
Until tonight I grabbed the knife
And I let the cold blade go in to my wrist
I watched the blood drip and then I drop the knife
I run to my room and sit in the corner
I watch the blood drip all over and I
Start to get light headed
I want to say sorry to all the people I know
They’re probably wondering why I did it
And now they will never know
Cause they see my cold body laying on the ground.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Asha

    Don't give in to the bad side. Give the good side a chance to show itself.

  • 19 years ago

    by Minkus

    I love your style of free verse, it's kinda like mine, to tell the truth, lol