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by Brittany Nov 29, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You told me you love me i thought it was true then i find out.. you're telling her too! so which is it.. u don't or u do because right now I'm thinking of giving my life for you you have caused me so much pain and so much grief and now there is a way to get my relief your fake love hurts like me like one thousand stabbing knives that pain is killing me like one million stolen lives so what is everything? the truth or a lie because right now it's your fault i want to die i wish i can remember before you happened to me so i can say "this is how i used to be" but i can't so i cut in the blade of my sharpest knife hurting me hurting me taking away my life u say u want to date me every time it hurts me more and more because of that I'm laying on my blood-soaked floor u think u can hurt me and expect for me to move on but my murderer... you're oh so wrong tonight i will die because u hurt me so bad u thought.."only a few lies won't make her THAT sad" as the dark angel sweeps away my my life u shed a tear thinking NOTHING is alright now you know, my murderer, what its like to be sad because of my death you're going through the same thing i did only twice as bad. i left him my knife to take away the pain to shed all the blood of his every vein have fun my murderer i hope you do it every day knowing its YOUR fault my life is taken away...by: Brittany jean gilbert
by Bittersweet Sundown
Awesome poem, 5/5
by Amanda
Awwee! thts so cute