by kelley Jan 4, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Such a beautiful little girl. with dreams to see the world. but with her big heart, she's been torn apart. shes dying on the outside. but shes been dead for a long time.she hates herself. no more self help. when she looks at her reflectiong. she gruels at the complection. she doesn't know what you all admire. all she needs is another lier. shes lost in a gravyard of her emotions. head fills with suicide notions. she tells the story with hereyes. the one that sees it still doesn't know of her lies. she writes her memories on her wrist, you can only stop her with your love tainted kiss. the only way see seeks revenge, is distracting the razor with the next syringe.shes confused, how can she learn without the another burn. knowing every wrong step was made. never knowing in the end she was the one being played. all her pain can end with one sever, yours all her lovers have left her. know she knows it will never get better. |
Great stuff, you might have written in in block form on purpose but im not sure bt wheni was new to the site i didnt realize peopel turn away block poems bc they look so long and are harder to read bc they take longer. so avoid this in the future unless it relates to the poem, or well jsurt a suggestion anyways. but i love it. |