lauriebeth lindner

Life Through The Blade - Poem by lauriebeth lindner

Crying inside and out, to find that there's no way out
How can I ever be what I want to be
When everything Keeps going the wrong way
To go home and find that blade sitting and waiting for you.
It calls to me like an open book.
Every day that same problems the same issues
Trying to make it through everyday being strong
Isn't always that easy.

You think I wore the bracelets all the time because I wanted to
Not a chance in the world.
Thinking about all the problems of the day just don't set well with me.
I get home and sit in my bed and I start to cry.
The tears seem to turn to blood as they fall from my eyes.

I think to myself what am I really doing here anymore
I've just given up I've been crying so much.
They Tell me I don't fit in they tell me in ugly and that I don't belong.
I cry myself to sleep, soon to wake up in the middle of the night to find that blade back in my hand
The words useless carved in to arms.

I wake up when I wish I was dead.
I hide the fact of my addiction and my pain, putting on this happy front
That's not me.
Waiting for the day when this pain with end or will that be tonight when it happens again when I go to deep.

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Comments about Life Through The Blade by lauriebeth lindner

  • Ashok Sethi (5/20/2012 6:57:00 PM)

    Hello dear.
    U r capable of being a good writer. But here u hav made it more simple as if u r writing a saying not a poem.
    U have fixed more more words without any necessity of them...
    Plz don't mind and do check dis in ur further poems...
    And further we can bcome friends... U can contact me at and +918763653239
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 20, 2012

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