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by The Simpsons rule Jan 29, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You lie there right in front of me, Although i don't know why, Why you choose me as your own, To stop me living my life as a lie. There is only you that can put a smile on my face, When i hold you close to me, Holding you fills an empty space, That only i can see. Nobody knows what pain i am caused, By most people i my life, If only you could feel it to, You would know why i live by the knife. It takes its place in my skin, It helps me live my life, To see the blood leave my body, Puts a whole new perspective on this life. Finally i say to you, What i am doing now, I'm giving myself what i badly crave, And thats my friend, pain.
by Delie
I likehow you personificate the knife and pain... this way the poem becomes more understanding and better...
by Willow
I can relate to this..... 5/5.... good poem.... love willow xxoo