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by Danielle Jul 28, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
We had a fight It was my fault. You said you forgave me, yet you refused to talk. I begged you not to leave I was so ashamed but I tried But you said you didnt care. I felt I want to run and hide. And so I did. In this place It was anywhere but here There was the roaring sound of my blood My mind numb and my face wet with tears. I promised myself, never To cry again for a man, Price for failing miserably- The inflicted pain by my right hand. A bended knife, with a brown wood As the handle, I gripped. I slowly cut the flesh on my arm, And watched the blood dripped. I swore to myself That I will never repeat this mistake But now My head hurts so bad. My ears throbbed from this heartache. You will never understand Why on myself, I would inflict pain But the torture in my heart was too much, While thinking theres nothing left to gain. I cried when a slice failed To calm my broken heart So I slashed over and over again Oh God,Why is everything falling apart? You said you loved me You said you cared, But why did you leave Its dark here... Im scared...