To end my life

by rebecca   Jan 10, 2007


Don't cry when you see me cry because these tears that you see are only on the inside.
but if these tears turn into blood, i will always know who put them there.

I'm swallowed by the sound of you screaming, me crying and all the blood covered tiles.
this is all i see as i reach for the knife.
i put the cold, steal knife against my vains.
i hold it down and slit my wrist open.
as i watch my blood rush to the floor, i can see the room spinning and my head getting lighter and lighter.
good bye to all those you never knew me and to all those you never knew i existed..........

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  • 17 years ago

    by rebecca

    Nah i dont do that i just like writing shit like it

  • 17 years ago

    by LoVeR_GurL

    Wow! gurl this poem is really deep! i kan actually picture it as i was reading.... i hope you dont think of doing dat! well gurl i just loved this poem!

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