My Final Farewell

by Erica   Apr 13, 2005


I bare this razor in my hands to take my life away
I can't go on any longer if my pain is going to stay
I sit and think about how everyone's life is so much better then mine
And how I put on a fake act to make everyone think I'm fine
I cut the razor into my wrist to relieve all of my pain
I sit there watching my blood escape and feeling my life slowly drain
I think about all the tough times and how I couldn't of made it through them without you
You left my anyway and now this is the only thing left to get me through
No one understood me and had no idea what I kept inside
No one saw my "act" or caught on to my fake smiles and lies..
It's now my time to go, in this life I have failed
With my last speaking breath...this is my final farewell ..

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  • 19 years ago

    by Seductive

    ur flow was tight,nice 1 !!! but i sure hope u dont really cut ur self.

  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    great poem!