The cuts

by krystle   Feb 23, 2005


Feeling sad feeling lonely feeling mad,
all ways crying always wishing i was dying,

wondering why "what have i done"

i go all day with a smile on my face
i fool everyone apart from myself!

when I'm on my own and know one will see, i will pull out a blade or a knife and cut deep in my arm the first time feels good so i do it twice
and again and again until I'm covered in cuts blood will not stop and i think to my self what have i done?

then i will roll down my sleeve and hope know one sees then the next day ill do it all over again!

see now you all no that I'm fake my smile mean nothing! I'm always in pain when will u see *i need help*

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