Something.....

by Jenn   Sep 20, 2005


My heart is like ink
as it poors onto my paper
my tears are like my blood
dripping from my wrists.....

cutting, crying
and hiding from my life
i write poems
to let out the pain....

the more i let out
the more i gain
i can not win
this sick sick game.....

my life is a pitiful thing
can't keep living
and i can't keep giving
i want something more....

something better, thats why i'm sitting here writting my suicide letter........

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  • 20 years ago

    by Grotesque Angel

    Thanks alot for your comment, I am glad you liked it. Yours are really good too.

    Darkest Wishes,
    Matt

  • 20 years ago

    by Savannah Marie

    I have connections with what you write. i really like your writing! love ya
    *-*Savannah*-*

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