tigzy tigger


Im Counting/Im Cutting, Which Is Which? - Poem by tigzy tigger

look at my tears,
rolling down my face,
so many fears,
i carnt keep up this pace.
im slowly cutting out,
my mind is a blur,
some nights i just count...
1,2,3...4
knocking at the door
5,6,7...8
i already know my fate
9,10,11...12...
the rhyme has gone,
no light exists,
just take a look at my wrists!


Comments about Im Counting/Im Cutting, Which Is Which? by tigzy tigger

  • (1/4/2009 10:15:00 AM)


    this poem makes me sad, im sorry you feel this way, i wish nobody had to feel this way (Report) Reply

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  • (1/4/2009 10:15:00 AM)


    this poem makes me sad, im sorry you feel this way, i wish nobody had to feel this way (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011


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