Sadness and pain overflowed your mind.
People said you were sane,
But they couldnt see into your mind,
To find all those dark thoughts.
You had a knife
and where thinking of taking a life.
You thought you wouldnt be missed.
You were wrong. You knew I loved you
and I still do, but you didnt stop the bleeding.
I hope that it was worth all the pain you caused,
Only to escape your own pain,
When you used that knife,
To take your life,
I almost did the same just to be with you.
I hope your happy...
MMM...BURN...ouchh! ! this is mucho strong..... i never knew you were this good of a writer, i didnt even know you wrote! ! all these months of knowing you, and seeing you, never knew... love youuu! ! ..mills..
A brutal reality given wing by a pen filled with the ink of deaths dark stain.
nice ink kat like them all but i relate more too this 1 u seem to have tha same demons as me it hurts when i wake up but my ink is connected to my soul ur friend jayson
you are a great poet your poems are simple simplicity it was a treat it self to read them
sadness can over load our minds with pain..... soulful write 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel your pain through your words.