This morning.

by physco   Oct 30, 2006


This morning i felt alive.
This morning i saw my blood.
This morning i felt the knife.
This morning my insides flood.

This morning i felt alone.
This morning my heart was in pain.
This morning i lost my soul.
This morning i felt insane.

This morning a lay down and cried.
This morning i butchered my flesh.
This morning i wanted to die.
This morning was nothing but stress.

This morning i felt alive.
This morning i saw my blood.
This morning i felt the knife.
As my skin parted and let out a flood.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments