Too much

by Jessica Grant   Jan 22, 2005


The biggest urge of all
feels like I'm gonna fall
into the same old trap
Im just sick of all this crap
So i pick up the knife
will this be the end of my life
who knows
I'm in an all time low
Only one thing to help
You just don't know how I felt
And so I begin to cut
but guess what
I don't care
It's all becoming to much to bare
I want out
Im just sick of all the shouts
and the secrets and such
Its just all to much

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  • 18 years ago

    by sarah

    Infact I love all your poems