Amy Louise Kerswell

Sting

slish slash cut sting.
People think they understand.
But underneath it their just ignorant.
Maybe there life is a bliss.

Drip drip drop.
My sorrow is running out.
If only people could understand.

Toses stupid fools.
Im not attention seeking.
Its just my way of coping.
I'd rather sting than hurt.

Poem Submitted: Monday, June 4, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, March 7, 2011

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