Next life

by Joann   Mar 2, 2005


Slicing at my wrist
broken at my heart
nothings ever perfect
it all just fell apart

looking at my shoes
never see that world
scared of what people say
I'm really an innocent girl?

ripped back those sleeves
i started to clench my hand
slowly pushed the blade in
my happiness began

skipped to another spot
tears began to fall
pulled the blade deeply back
my blood began to crawl

that night was purely perfect
i sliced my wrist too deep
my mind focused on the pain
as my soul began to creep

as i lay there dying
and cried myself to sleep
thought of all the memories
and how i finally cut too deep

everything wasn't perfect
nothing at all was once great
so i always turned to my blade
the one that gave me faith

i just kept on slicing
still all i saw was red
my face was covered in tears
as i lay upon my bed

imagine if you were me
look deep inside these eyes
followed by my thoughts and movements
my pain will soon arise...

i closed my eyes gently
unclench my tired hand
now I'm happy, ready to move on
my next life's just began

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  • 19 years ago

    by Solace

    Damn!! Pardon my inappropriate language but girl, you have talent.. Keep your head up.. 5/5..

    *> : PainOfOne

  • 19 years ago

    by GoodMorning

    wow........im speechless definitely a 5 =)