Again...
you cut your wrist today,
you said you...
needed the release.
As I listen...
to you;
I wipe the tears,
from my face.
You don't want to hurt me,
but you do everytime,
you make your decision,
to start an incision.
Again...
your life is too tough,
and that the love I give to you,
is not enough.
My heart I gave to you,
for you're the one I've adorn,
but our dreams...like your skin,
are now lacerated and torn...
I write poems from the heart, so they're not silly or anything like that. they are deep, And somber. If you like them or rate them, its up to you. All i ask is that you give them a chance. Please check out my poems. And let me know what you think if you want.
A SAD READ …. SAD WHEN SOMEONE LIVES THEIR LIFE LIKE THAT AND THEN YOU GET OTHERS THAT DON’T WANT TO DIE BUT DO. WISH WHOMEVER YOU WROTE ABOUT REALISES HOW PRESCIOUS LIFE IS BEFORE IT’S TO LATE …. BEAUTIFUL POETRY …
my ex use to cut him self and he made me feel the same way. Great poem! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
cuts wrist................. okay it was good but.... dang i dont know what to say.. i can say that im crying right now.... for persona; l reasons... dont ask me why i put that!