I'm Sky, I write really depressing poems occasionally, if you read them, please comment, I really appreciate all comments and I will always try to return the favour. |
I like to take a knife and cut into my wrists when...
I don't want to die, I just love blood...
I'm sorry Mummy,
If I hurt you...
I'm trying to get up but don't push me,
I've had a hard time this week...
I don't do it for the attention,
I don't do it to be different...
I know you want to do this,
But before you reach...
I often wonder now
Look back and think on how...
I really am sorry
I can never decide...
When people ask me
Why I cut...
When I sleep
Why do I dream...
Is love supposed to hurt
Is it supposed to make...
Bite me lover |
No tears will spill from my eyes, only blood from my arms. |
You're a means to an end, that end being my pleasure, not yours. If you can't deal with that then I suggest we go our separate ways. |