pen to paper,
or razor to skin?
whixch one works best,
to relive the pain within?
Do i want to see blood?
or do i want to see ink?
must make a decision,
but too depressed to think..
My therapist said pen to paper,
my mum said pain i must share,
my friedns said to always call them,
and dad... well he doesn't even care! ! !
the reason behind this debate,
is cos of the movie behind my eyes,
tyhe one where he climbs into my bed,
and slides his hand between my thighs...
but neither of these work,
to relieve the pain,
for i always relive it,
when i close my eyes again...
your not even here,
but i still feel your touch,
never hated before,
but now i can't hate enough! ! ! !
wow... it had good strength in the words and a brilliant flow. Great work. Keep writing: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow, This is a great poem, great emotional depth!