Without a Trace

by Malabu   Apr 8, 2005


Crossed my heart and hoped to die,
took the needle from my eye,
traced an x over the start,
took a gun and aimed for my heart,
eyes wide open with a soul so torn,
wishing i had never been born,
tears slowly stream down the face,
as I suddenly dissapear without a trace.
~Malabu~

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

More Poems By Malabu