The last drop has hit the floor

by lauren   Jul 9, 2006


I know this is long, but please read it and comment, thank you

Fighting off the heartache,
Trying to survive the pain,
Holding back the tears,
Of what our friendship contains.

Swallowing my tears,
The salty droplets fall,
Trying to condemn the friendship,
Thinking I once had it all

Looking at a knife,
Which is held in my possession,
Looking down at my wrists,
The friendly cutting obsession.

Marks have been made,
Time and time again,
Hoping the dark clouds will disappear
And clean up all the rain.

But yet the sun’s still hidden,
The dark clouds still overcome,
Not knowing the pain and heartache,
Has only just begun.

Thinking through the past,
The laughter and the smiles,
The road that we travelled on,
And how we went for miles.

But on that road you failed,
To see the stop sign,
You went too far this time,
You finally crossed the line.

I didn’t think it would happen,
For you to disappoint me
For you to cross me over
And you still can’t even see.

Years full of laughter and friendship,
Just washed right down the drain,
I can’t believe it’s actually happened,
I think I’m going insane!

The pain you put me through
I still cannot believe,
The kind of damage
It’s actually done to me.

We have fought before
But none other like this,
The other were just pity fights,
This is definitely not a bliss!

You sold me out,
You pushed me away
You went off with others
Left me to sail away.

But that’s alright now
The pain will soon stop
Because the blood from my arms
Are coming out in little drops.

To think that if I had of listened
To all my other friends
The truth about your deceitfulness
The stories never end.

My own best friend
Double cross me one too many times,
Now it’s time to face reality
Put sentence to the crimes.

The dripping has stopped
My last drop has hit the floor
I see a bright light now
As I cross through the other door.

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