Lost

by Terri   Feb 1, 2007


Sitting in the dark,
Hiding from the light.
Screaming that they're wrong.
My heart knows they're right.
He didn't mean to do it.
He didn't feel any pain.
My heart has been blackened.
My tears pouring rain.
Why did he leave me?
Why can't I go?
Never knowing what I need to.
Death comes ever so slow.
Staring at the needle.
Desperately holding the knife.
Drowning in my dying tears.
The night he ended his life.

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