Crimson stained...

by Crystal   Nov 9, 2005


The hearts broken, the silent cries in the night,
Cheeks stained of crimson tears,
Love carved into her wrist,
She tried to fix things but she couldn't seem to bear.

Her love didn't like what was happening,
He had no clue,
She cried every night; she cut to feel the pain.
He told her but she didn't listen,

One day as it comes is how she's been living,
Wishing her life would end but never game enough to do it,
She loves him but she can't stop the thoughts,
She can't stop cutting.

A promise she made, she tries hard to keep,
No more cutting, no more going in to deep,
It takes a lot, she's holding on,
Even if it is too late she still wants him back.
She has to try.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Wings Of Flames

    Sorry blondes_rock135@hotmail.com
    Em

  • 18 years ago

    by Wings Of Flames

    Hey i understand your pain
    I loveed the poem but dont love what your doing to yourself
    you can keep that promise i know you can
    and there are plenty of people who would miss you and some might even join you
    sorry i dont know if your suicidal but yeah
    if you need to talk to someone who wants to help send me an email
    blondes_rocl135@hotmail.com
    very sad email address lol
    anyway
    love ya
    Em

  • 19 years ago

    by LonelyNightsHurt

    I kno what thats like gurl...i fell nd the kniofe cut my wrists...ooopz = ) mwah, cheer up, i LOVE YA!! even tho that prolly aint a good thing...but still...mwah