Me

by passion   Nov 20, 2005


I don't know what to feel
wanting to think this isn't real
but i hurt so much i want to cry
then i stop and ask myself why
why am i here brought upon this hell
to which I'm locked up within
not letting any secrets out
just always letting them in
scarring me until i bleed
with a single slit upon my wrist
I feel shall exceed
red blood dripping down
I start to wonder why i frown
and not to make a sound
I sit there tears pouring
thinking about you
and what I'm going to say or do
wishing i had given it more thought
before i knew what you sought
I could've stopped before I started
I should've thought about you
and how much you care
how much you really wanted to be there for me
to see me succeed moving on with my life
getting out of this hole
I just wish we could share our souls
not knowing i loved you then
but knowing i love you now
makes me feel not so sad and down
then you had to turn away
because you couldn't face me
to say what you wanted to say
without words without sound
I start to bring down
tears of feeling run down upon my face
to look at you and see so much grace
wishing i had a place
in your heart and in your soul
wishing i could hold on to my own
for now i let my feelings go
hoping you could find them carefully
and bring them back to me...

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