Pain

by Laura   Jun 21, 2005


I loved him with all my heart,
But then he said no.
I fell and saw a red pool.
As I checked myself over,
I saw my wrists.
They were sliced and,
Dripping crimson red blood.
I look down at the ground and see it.
It’s a picture of him and me.
It’s smashed with my blood covering the sharp pieces of glass.
I fling myself on the ground and start to cry.
Then you come and,
Save me from Him and death.
You hold me close and wait until I stop shaking and say, “It’s okay. I’m here.”

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments