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by Hayley   Dec 10, 2004


You stare and yell at me all day.
while I just write, no one cares what I have to say.
I dream of a different life
a happy one without the knife
one where I eat and my body is cut free.
One where depression is something I will never have to see.
I hide myself, my feelings no one will ever get to know.
because no one ever asks me to let them show
so here I sit in this cold @Ss room
smiling on the outside, but on the inside I'm falling to my doom...

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  • 19 years ago

    by ºCrimsonTearsº

    amazing poem, my thoughts exactly. im here if you ever wanna talk
    best wishes hun
    - shell xx

  • 19 years ago

    by HeAvENLy UniQue

    WoAwHzZZzZ... this poem is real good....nice nice job! keep that up... much love to you ;)

    take care!!

    CyN*

  • 19 years ago

    by Heather M Craig

    i will continue to check on urs as well. u got some talent.

  • 19 years ago

    by Heather M Craig

    aww sweetheart i am sorry...i hope u get better...and plz check out more of my poems...umm i know u said you liked my poem about cutting, you could check out "burning" and "my razor" they r also about that but i also think i have other inspirational ones on there for u. God bless.

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