Kill Me Quick

by brokenmind   Feb 11, 2008


Kill me now
And kill me quick
I hate this life
It makes me sick.

All the kids
Go out to play
While in my room
I hide away.

Isolated
And all alone
I start to cut
To the bone.

The scars on my arms
Tell a thousand tales
Pain and suffering
Life's betrayals.

The tears that roll
Down this cheek
Are cos my life's
So f**king bleak.

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  • 16 years ago

    by EssenceOfLace

    I know the feeling of being locked in your room.
    5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by neo

    Beautiful poem, self harm seems to consume my life