If it doesnt matter the blood doesnt matter (jess)

by jess and cait   Sep 30, 2008


I don't think it matters anymore
you were my heart my soul my core.

then the world took you away
this there anything to say

all i know is that i miss you
your far away i wish i knew.

if you, my life line is gone
will i live to see the next dawn.

i know one thing to heal the pain
i wish for it and i prayed.
indeed it was a blade.

the blood on my arm rushing.
my head, the pain crushing.

the deepen mark reminds
I'm almost dead.
our cold chilled voice inside my head.

now i know its wrong to cut
i should care what you think but.

i know seeing me try to dirt.
never think how it hurt.

i know it hurts now its pain
but I'm sorry i cant explain

so ill keep cutting these wrists dont try to fight
as i cut my wrist and say good night.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    A very emotional write. It was clear how much pain is being held inside.

    Finding other ways to release such pain is preferable and safer, but this is so hard I realise, having been through similar pain.

    I hope life brightens up for you, certainly using poetry as a release is therapy and one that you can share..thank you.

    Keep writing.

    Michael