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by Ripple Feb 18, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The people in my life i hold so dear Their lives so f/uked up full with fear It has gone past the count on one hand The amount of people with terror in their life with no one who understands Amazing the stories that appear behind the smile Just to be shared as they have been covered for a while This time of school has been grate But now at the end of it.. i realize my mistake I thought it was a happy week.. i was very wrong As on the first day i cut again... the pain too strong Now i feel like a s/lut as i argued with people who are close But those people hate me... throw me away like burnt toast They can call me what i like.. for i have built the walls And i am not opening up.. these walls will not fall This week i have realized so much hurt around me I am not the only one...i finally see Stop being so selfish.. wrapped up in my own life And finally see those people who have always been so quiet Stop the attention seeking.. so many people think i am And help some one else out as i wipe this bloody hand
by ani
Cool poem. ur a rilly good at this.. l8r _ani