You once stole my heart
But you made all the pain start
My tears fall when I hear your name
And now it fills me up with shame
The shame that I have lost you
You have no idea what you put me through
Now this tear-stained paper shows how
And why I have to end my life now
Look on the ground and see the stain
The stain from the scar of my pain
But you have no idea why
Why I have to cry
You made me feel worthless
Was it really worth this?
You told me to kill myself
But you wont see a note on my shelf
Youll see me in a noose
And see that no one cut me loose
No one cared, no one but you
And you have to know its true
You wont hear my words again
But youll see them carved into my skin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i feel your pain. but its really not worth trying to end your life. over any thing belive me ive tried. i've read most of your poems and i love them all! ! !