The Knife(part three)

by Priscilla   Feb 13, 2005


I have built up more pain
Since that day she has died
And 4 years later
I still cut myself and cry

It's been 4 years since she has been dead
and 2 years after she did my other mamaw died and those things still was in my head

I cut myself still
because of all the pain
But I don't care what you say
because no matter what it is this pain will still gain

Theres a piece of my heart
that has been gone for 4 years
And the other part is filled
with all my fears and tears

I have alot of things to say
but its stuff i cant explain
All this is true
but everyone thinks it's a game

This is what really happened
even if you don't think it did
All of it happened when I was young and still a little kid

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