Dying an unusual death

by Kristen   Jul 15, 2007


Breathing deep to keep my all
so broken up i have to crawl
moments later a blinding light
voices telling me it'll be alright

this aching pain begins to throb
it hurts so much i start to sob
the poke and prod till im week and numb
its just so much so i come undone

no matter how much i want to try
i cant help but ask exactly why
why me did this have to happen to
i just want to know i just want a clue

they tell me that it'll be okay
im not sure if i want to believe what they say
they dont know at all what ive been through
not knowing the pain im in now is not new

they think they know how to break my fall
but thanks to you they dont know at all
because what im going through cant be put on a chart
im dying of a broken heart

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  • 17 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Broken hearts are hard to med but they do get better xxxxx good poem xxxx

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