Blood Stains

by Lauren Beam   Sep 4, 2005


I look around feeling as if i am in my own world,
my body cant take it, i start to hurl.

life or death that's what i have to pick,
my body and mind are very sick,

i take the water pills and swallow them down,
cry and sleep without a sound,

soon the food i haven't ate will be out of me,
and once again my body will be free

but until i get where i want to go,
everything else seems real slow,

i wake up the next day with a smile on my face,
everyone knows i am a walking disgrace.

no here to tell about my cutting and my pain,
and that's why i am laying here in blood stains....

Lauren Michelle

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  • 19 years ago

    by Ashelin

    Interesting...This makes me wonder when you wrote this and what provoked you into writing this...