Bottle of vodka

by I am begining to think it is not worth loving you   Jan 8, 2006


Im all alone
here by myself
in this place i
call home
i am scared and
lonely the only
friend i have
is the computer
i wanna cry
i just wanna die
cant anyone end
my grieving pain
i have cut myslef to
the point where i cant
cut no more
deep inside i
am bleeding
deep inside
i am crying
all becase i love you
you and only you
i truely do...
but you leave me no
choice
but this bottle of
pills and the bottle
of vodka

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