Dying...

by Cary Farrar   Jan 13, 2007


I cut myself and stare at the blood

Knowing i no longer have your love

What did i do

What did i say

Why did it have to end this way

For every time i let some of me out

My life is filled with insanity and doubt

I lie here in my pool of blood

wishing i still had your love

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tricky Daze

    Really moving and heart aching,that's what it is man,good job

  • 17 years ago

    by Avani

    Very painful but very nice poem.