Can't stop

by brooke   Oct 4, 2005


I cry myself to sleep every night
not knowing how much longer i can put up this fight
i take the blade out from under my bed
i lift my sleeve and lower my head

i slowly penetrate my skin
cutting deep, making it bleed
i can't stop from doing this
no matter how much anyone pleads

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

More Poems By brooke