Nov 15, 2004 16:20
heres poems written during the boring school days
The music i listen to coming in my ears
The frightening thoughts that cause me to have these fears
Tragety and aloneness cross my mind
But if i look hard i wonder what i could find
Friendship, Trust, maybe even love?
Probably not until I'm up above
and heres another one.....
Bring that knife upon my wrist
slit it now i know i wont be missed
drop the knife down to the ground
i promise you that i wont make a sound
i feel so alone as you leave
i just think about how i felt upon this eve
not loved not cared for
just looking for someone to come back for more
these feelings made me cry in despair
i dont know if this shit is fair
why am i the only one who feels like this
or is there someone else out there that i also may miss?
and heres one....
watching the blood seep from my wrist
i slice the other one b/c im pissed
as the blood stains my floor
i know i wanna do it once more
maybe i should put poison on my knife
so when i slice it there goes my life
haha u all need to knoe that i dont cut my wrists but the music i listen to gets to my head and i like writing about it