Invisible

by xoxShorteexox   May 11, 2005


I am not there.
I am clear,
a piece of air.
Until I cut then the blood comes.
I am not clear,
I am red and noticeable.
I am there.
Yet now I am not because I cut to deep and bleed to the death of me.
Now do you care that I am really not there or am I just another no one that no one cares about.
Well I will never know because I died over a stupid guy.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Natasha

    Noh noh noh... don't die over some stupid guy... *reanimates*
    you know seriously, it's amazing how you make such an impact with your poetry, it feels so real! loves loves loves you sssssssssssssssooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh much! :D

    ~*TasH*~

  • 18 years ago

    by forever-lost

    I really like that poem, very interesting and I feel like you cept the whole part of dieing over a guy, I just feel like dying b/c of everyone I know, Good poem, keep it up k? Peace out

    Pyscho

  • 18 years ago

    by Beebee

    Interesting!!

  • 18 years ago

    by ~â‚£ading |nspiration~

    Don't die over a stupid guy...it's not worth it...and i care if you are not here...who's going to write great poems for me to see..:'(

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