Blood seeps from my wrists
Tears fall from your eyes
I’m a second away from bliss
Thanks to your lies
You don’t want me to go
It’s a bit late now
I’m down so low
I’m about to take my final vow
You always said I was yours
But you were never mine
To me you had no flaws
I was so blind
Now isn’t the time
To tell me how you feel
You are so unkind
This just isn’t real
I’m dying
You’re suppose to save me
I’m so sick of your lying
I just can’t wait to be free.
12th December 2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem