It's too much the pain
that a fake smile can\'t hide it,
It's too much the pain,
that even your friends can stop it
It's too much the pain,
that your dreams are the safiest place to hide,
But...it's too much the pain,
that your dreams are now nightmares,
Too much pain,
that you start cutting yourself to change the kind of pain,
But then, more pain,
and this is the end,
There's no other way out,
No matter how hard you smile,
how much you love your friends,
how beatiful your dreams are
how deppest your cuts are,
Pain is always there...strongest than ever,
You want to defeat it,
and you decide,
that the next cut will be the deepest,
you'll left the pain blow in a blood river,
And then...you start to live your fantasy,
A life wihout pain,
with a truly smile,
with real friends
with beatiful dreams to live,
without cutting yourself to feel better,..
So, I think this is the end of reality...
but the begining of my fantasy.
Dear Roxy,
I like your poem...but change the way you think about yourself. I come from the same place you are in but have learnt a lesson in my life. Never to regret. Live your life today like you've never lived before. Victory is yours and your day will come. Be brave and face your destiny. "Even a lump of carbon goes through heat and pressure to turn into a diamond"
..And that's wht u are.
All the best.
Adios,
Neo.