Babydoll's slit wrist

by a   Jul 15, 2006


As i sit here
about to slit my wrists
i remember your face
and your last kiss
you told me you loved me
you told me you cared
but right now I'm falling
and your not here
crying to the bathroom mirror
holding the razor in terror
of what i am about to do
my life is miserable
because i still love you
this baby doll fell for your tricks
she got caught up in this crazy mix
everyone is calling her emo
but this pain they don't know
i have reasons to slit my wrists
you took my innocence
and you are the one that i miss
i used to be your baby doll
but since that night
you don't want me at all
"i hate you!"
but as i say that
i see nothing but a tear
a tear because of you
because you are not here
so i raise the blade and start to cry
i remember your face
as my last moments go by
i cut my wrists as many times as
you have broken my heart
i still love you and
i didn't want us to part
there, i have done it
but it doesn't matter
because my heart is lit on fire
and it is you who holds the liter
i dry my last tear
and walk out of the bathroom
but it is your voice i hear
saying BABY DOLL I LOVE YOU

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tara

    That was a very good poem! 5/5 !!!

  • 17 years ago

    by Unknown Soul

    I loved it good job

  • 17 years ago

    by jason foulger

    That was great. very sad but i liked it.

  • 17 years ago

    by amanda

    I liked it..it kinda explains how i feel and what i like too do the person i loved he use too be trust worthy but now i couldn't trust him with a 10 foot pole but i'll always love him and cuz we have kids together but it'll always be in the back of my mind about what he done until this day i could care less about my life i still wanna die at times but there is onething that is keeping me going and thats my 3 kids..well just wanted too say that you are a good poem writer and keep it up

  • 17 years ago

    by Fire Breather

    Eh. It's good with.... most of itself, but it seems like poems about disaster, suicide, cutting, raping, etc. are a little too common. Poetry doesn't just have to be sad.

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