I desire...

by jolee   Apr 18, 2008

Once upon a time i was a little girl,
who hated life and was scared of the world.
i didn't want to be born and i cursed up above
and all i desired was to be loved.
i never told my feeling to anyone nore my life,
the thing i used to turn to was a sharp pointy knife,
i spread out my arm and pick a place to go,
and then i didn't stop until the blood had shown,
i would then close my eyes and curl in a ball
and cry and cry till asleep i would fall,
the next morning i awoke coz it wernt death i longed for
i just didn't want to feel so hurt anymore,
something funny happened that day, something changed my life
and i turns to something els and no longer wanted my knife
i never had slept so peacefully as i did that night
i slept safe and sound without any blood insite
Ive slept like that ever since no longer using my knife
and its funny who just one thing can change and save a life
but this thing wernt something you can buy at a shop or a village fate
this magical thing was and still is my soul mate


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