Insides Poem by Audrey O'shea

I'm ready to cut, push the knife on thru, the door in my mind slammed
shut, i keep hearing you say, 'I love you.' i'm slipping, you stole it all

away, my heart is tripping, and the blood is dripping, please please
don't leave me here to forever lay. shes not the one, you belong with me

thru this blackness im trying to run, the pain you never did see. your
now forever tied, your voice was so kind, my tears are dried, no they're

not, i lied, the path to your heart i tried to find, but i stumbled along the
way cus i was blind. the knife is ready to glide, over my wrist its come

to a hault, im smashed and torn on the inside, but on the outside it
comes to hide, its all your fault. i see my blood on your hands, does that

make you feel more like a man? i wont ever understand, i'm not the
train that thinks i can. i need someone to talk to, myself i dont get, ive

tried everything but nothing will do, cus i want you, but out of my chest
my heart was ripped, by who? do you think i will ever forget? i wish i

could drown you with all my tears, you made this start, when you yell for
help i'll pretend to not hear, cus im ready to rip you apart, starting with

the insides of your heart..