Cuts Of Pain And Anger

by Fan Angeleo   May 25, 2007


Blood everywhere
but this didn't stop her.
In her mind she hated all
and wanted to die, her life
just wasn't a pictured perfect
pie.

She hated not being love
that's when her pain began
so deep without care all hope
was gone. Cuts were her pills
to relieve her from all ill.

Now so badly bruised her soul
and body grew weak, she couldn't
stand on her own two feet.
She thought about ending her life
but she couldn't do what her demons
inside had wanted her to do.

She held on to, stayed strong
because in her heart someone was
caring, someone she knew from the
start of all her troubles, and finally
she didn't end it, she let God in.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Fan Angeleo

    A picture of pie as in food wasn't really my aim but it works okay.