You

As these days go on
i keep wondering why!
why must we do this
why cant we stop

when i look deep
into your beautiful eyes
i see the angles fly
but when i remember your bloody wrists
i try & look for the answer
but its not there
so i stay silent
and give you one last kiss

as i read threw your poems
its amazing how you feel
the same as me
so when the next day appears
the cuts and burns are new
trust me when i say
they're not because of you

you ARE the one thing
that helps me hear the birds sing
that makes me want to awake
just to see your beautiful face

I'm scared you may leave
just like the others
so i make my last plead
your the only one
i want to hold my hand

when i am alone
when I'm scared
or
when I'm happy.