Unaware, Doesn't Care!

by Kaely   Mar 22, 2006


She sits down to ponder,
And as she does she wonders,
"If I was gone would I be missed?"
All because she sick of being dissed.
Her eyes glance to her knife,
She asks if she would be in strife.
And as she touches the blade to her skin,
She knows she let them win.
But no more does she care,
The world will be unaware.
She slits her wrist,
Knowing she won't be missed.

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  • 18 years ago

    by cassie

    This is a really good poem, i can feel the emotion in it, it brought a tear to my eye, please comment on some of mine, it will be greatly appreciated, and if u ever need to talk im here
    love cass xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    Very nicely penned, i could feel the scars in ur words.

    all the best and take care
    5/5

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