Polished knife

by ANDREA   May 10, 2004



Slowly walking, dazed eyes
When will the pain finally subside?
I walk around pretending to be alive
With all this suffocation, how can I survive?

You’re the polished knife
The hand that holds it is tired of her life
She drops it, it lands beside her feet
Looking in the reflection, there’s nothing to see

Nothing to look at, nothing to be
Not even a person I can call me
You took so much away
All of our fights in a puddle where I lay

A puddle of regret
Chained to my brain, I’ll never forget
Locked up in a cell, in a part of my brain
Overstaying its welcome, until I go insane

I’m just what u want me to be
A completely different girl hidden in this body
She wants to prove everyone wrong
They don’t know her even though they’ve known her for so long

So please unlock the door
See what she can be and so much more
Stop suffocating her and let her open her eyes
Let her experience it for herself, including the hurt and the lies

Let her make her own mistakes
No matter how much pain u know it’ll create
Let her have a life, have a good time while she’s young
You only live once, why not have some fun

I wish I could stop all the fighting
U don’t listen to what I say so I do all this writing
This is written for you but it’ll never send
I just wish I could put all of this to an end

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