The forgotten one

by Leah   Mar 13, 2006


The dark is gaining on me
I'm losing control of who I want to be
The urges are getting stronger
but the pain is lasting so much longer
Don't know why im hurting myself so much
I guess the razor just has the gentle touch
No one seems to notice this problem of mine
Maybe someday things will be fine
but for today it's not, everything is wrong
I just wish someone would realize that ive been hurting for so long
Everything is going blurry
Finally I am dying, all from my own fury
I would have never fell into this pool of crimson red
I guess i'm better off dead

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