Thoughts

by Mexxy   Aug 22, 2005


As I sit here crying
Writing this poem
Wanting to escape
And go far from home
I cant think with all this screaming
It's driving me insane
So i try to relieve my stress
With my blade that can only cause pain
Nothing seems to work
I cant drown it out
I'm sick of the nonsense
There always screaming about
Then I think of my ex
And how I loved him so much
How I wish he was here
And how soft was his touch
I remember when I felt like this
He would always be there
He was the only one I had
The only one who cared
But then She came along
His long lost love
He treated me like dirt
And her like an angel from above
So as I climb out of my window
I think of his greed
And I wish he was here
To watch me weep and bleed
As I run far away
And as fast as i can
I think of dying
And I look down at my bloody hand
I go to my favorite place
Where its always quiet
Its not like my house
Where I want to start a riot
As I take out my blade
To relieve me of some more stress
I think of other teens
And why I can't be happy like the rest
As I feel faint
Like I'm slowly slipping away
I whisper to myself
It was always meant to be this way...

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