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by *~Thee~Juggalette~* Jul 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I try to patch my skin With gause and tape But this cut is far to deep And now its too late I notice my sight Start to blur around me My head is getting light I'm so close to being free I'm only inches away From meeting my end I made the ultimate cut This time it cannot mend I start to think ahead Wishing i could feel the touch Of my cold, Dead, Worthless body That I've been wanting so much There's no tears on my cheeks And my eyes appear emotionless Knowing as I fade away I've finally ended this mess And there's no more living in denial No more looks of shame Only a hole in the ground And a stone that marks my name
by Felicia
im a lette too..... and i really like this poem... its real deep.... keep up tha good work...