The wall

by candace   Apr 21, 2007


My tears flow like the blood from my wrists
The pain is deep like the cuts as i clench my fists
Screaming inside as loud as the metal music i hear
Hiding the wounds of the blade, the way i hide my tears
Anger and frustration built up inside like water behind its dam
Until it all comes rushing out and floods the land

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