Knife of Shame

by FNO   Jul 18, 2005


The knife it calls my name
Shall i touch the tip of everlasting shame?
Should i temp fate or dare i hold back
My decision is clear as my mind fades to black.
I touch the knife unable to resist
I bleed blood from my already scarred wrist
At the last moment your picture comes to view
The one who created this monster, the one and only you
Your promises, you caring eyes
Your deceiving heart and your cold lies
You lied to me to mold me into what i am today
So before i die, i have something to say
You are the reason i will soon die
Your luster, injustice, and a filthy lie
Remember me now and remember me then
I was the girl you emotionally killed over and over again
The light has started to fade and i hear you call my name
But it's too late, for i have died of emotional shame

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  • 19 years ago

    by Lovemylove

    omg I know how you feel, my mom, grandma, and dad emotionally abuse me alot..... great poem.