I Never Had to Slit 5-17-07(c) (Dedicated to adam and chris)

by Amanda Clayburn   Aug 3, 2007


I never had wonderful parents
my mother slapping my face
my father beating me down
the lies they use to tell
they had no clue
of what a scared little girl
i've kept in for so long and made me strong
and they wonder why my wrist is slit
i never had a wonderful man
my first ex raped my body
my heart played herself like an idiot
if only i could have done it right
leaving him before his passion became evil
he never knew how much he killed me inside
i've seen to much just be reminded of him... again
and he wonders why my wrist is slit
i never had a wonderful home
my parents let me go
my life was not suppose to end up that way
i've never deserve to be in the cold and dust
i thought of you crying behind closed doors
but then again waited till you said" I'm sorry"
i dont want this to happen to my children
and yo uwonder why my wtist is slit
i never had a wonderful guy like you
my sight turns into tears of joy
my body clinched against yours for warmth and smell
why couldnt i have just waited?
innocent... i'm not sure yet
though i am so sure that i do love you
let us please stay together
and i wonder why he kisses my wrist?

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