I cry as I write this poem
I cry as I lift the blade from my wrist
I wish I never did exist
The pain is endless
It rushes through my body
And my heart aches
It increases second by second
It's dark, really dark in here
But the darkness doesn't scare me
What scares me is the light
The shouts, the screams, the cries are all I hear
They wont stop, They wont let me sleep
The memories
They haunt me and taunt me
I close my eyes and cover my ears
But what good would that do?
Nothing! Nothing at all.
I can still hear it and it's getting worse
I scream as loud as I can wishing it would stop
A tear rolls down my cheek,
I fall on my bed
And cry my self to sleep.
'I cry as I write this poem I cry as I lift the blade from my wrist I wish I never did exist The pain is endless It rushes through my body And my heart aches It increases second by second' this is...wow, you expressed pain so deeply! ! Heartbreaking and kind of really miserable!
Great poem! My eyes started to water when I was reading it...
This is nice i love the words and i also want to save you when i read it humm it really got my attention! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i definately agree with aqeb i dont think i could have described it any better!