Life and Death Divide

by Rita   May 22, 2005


It's the tearing inside me that fights the addiction
It keeps me caught up, with this dreaded affliction
To let go of something I've held onto for years
Something this childish shouldn't bring so many tears
The scars that arose from the cuts so deep
Silent teardrops were what put me to sleep
I thought I'd never see the end to so many questions
But sometimes the answers were the best ones
I used to ask myself how to relieve pain
The answer was easy, it drove me insane
The razor was kept in the safest place
Just to make sure no one saw it's face
I stopped living for me, there was no reason left to fight
I hid my arms and legs, then stepped out into the night
I couldn't find someone to help me and be there
I could never admit feelings, and no one seemed to care
In a hole of darkness, the walls too steep
I could never get myself out from so deep
Something inside told me it was time to quit
But no one was there to help me up from it
Every last hope was drained from inside
When I saw the line of life and death divide

(C) Rita Bintz 2005

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  • 19 years ago

    by Brookeღ

    Very deep! So sad! I liked the ending! Good job! Brooke~