Broken

by Kayla   Apr 29, 2005


These slits upon my wrist
Seem to fade away my pain
Yet when my skin slowly rips
Blood and scars are all I gain
Happiness to me is a delusion
Devouring my distress
Pain to me is a delight
Nothing more, nothing less
I feel alone in this world
Gasping for breath in a dense room
I suddenly see I am drowning
I'm deserted and petrified
Finally I have spoken
Feeling only misery
I realize I am broken

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  • 18 years ago

    by Spitfire

    I like that
    its really good
    i like it
    its really emotional
    5/5