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by Principessa Jul 14, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
He cuts himself so deep that it bleeds, To give himself the release that he needs. To punish himself for all he's done wrong, I try all i can to keep him strong. Nothing i say gets through but it's true, That he's not to blame, theres nothing he can do. It kills me to see him down, i can see the strain, Showing on his face, all he feels is pain. Torturing himself for bad things he's done, Drowning in sorrows for battles never won. Why can't he listen when i try to explain, He hasn't done wrong, he's not to blame. But he can't hear me so everything remains, Desperately, painfully, sadly the same.
by sheila
Great poem