megan watts

Rookie (14/4/92 / basildon (england))

My Arm Is So Distrought - Poem by megan watts

my arm is so distrought
but who would have ever thought
that id be like this
a messed up kid
the one in pain
driving herself insane
arms covered in blood so red
the one wanting to be dead
doing everything wrong
crying out by a song
and yet nobody ever hears
or sees all of my fears
everythings hidden away
you should be able to see without me having to say
that i dont wat to live i want to die
but yet still i do not cry

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Read poems about / on: song, red, pain, fear

Poem Submitted: Friday, June 3, 2005

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