Crimson Pain

by xlovelostx   Jan 24, 2006


I sit here and stare at my mother drunk on the floor
Deciding I simply can't take it anymore
I run to the bathroom
I cut, my crimson pain
Falls on the sink just like rain
So many scars
Up and down my arms
No one knows
For I never show
Any part of how I feel
I'd rather pretend that nothing in this world is real
As I stand here
And my crimson pain
Falls on the sink just like rain

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  • 18 years ago

    by DevilWithin

    Yeah I know how that feels just hang in there things will bound to get better somehow. love ur poems. xoxo Rachxoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by Absolute Broken Perfection

    I know how you feel,, i see the pain in your words, ii feel the pain you feel...everything will get better though, i can promise that, because, well, not much can make it worse, can it?
    someone once told me that their is one day a year that you can be sad, and you can be happy 364 days in the year, i try to think of that when i cry and it makes me feel better...i hope you feel better....