Scars

by dead inside   Feb 7, 2005


Run inside
lock the door
to stop these feelings
pain no more

turn on the cd
grab my knife
blocking out
the outside life

press the blade
across my wrist
these painful feelings
will not be missed

crimson rivers
run to the floor
pools that mean
feelings no more

as the blood
begins to fade
another scar
has been made

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  • 17 years ago

    by xxSuicidalxx

    Wow! I love it! I can so relate to it cause its just what i do...great poem! Keep up the good work!

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