Who Is She?

by CutMyArmToPieces   Jan 13, 2006


This shouldn't be happening
It can't be me
Who is this person
Bleeding uncontrollably
Lost and broken
Body is limp
Nothing left
Neither inside nor out
Rotted flesh
Ripped to shreds
From a silver blade
All stained with blood
Her heart is broken
her flesh is scared
What's left of her
Not even her name
I need to know
Why I hurt so much
Yet I can't even feel it
I'm so numb
I look in the mirror
And to my greatest fears
I see the girl That i dreaded to be
It was me on the floor
With rotted flesh
And bloody scars
It was me who had died
From the inside out
Who couldn't go on
And couldn't stay put
With nowhere to go
No one to care
She let herself die
Without even a care
No one had seen her
No one passed by
No one even misses her
No one ever cried
Now in oblivion
Where the dead all lay
She lies in her blackness
Her hell
Her home
I asked once before
Who is she
Now i cry as i bleed
For she is me....

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  • 18 years ago

    by Cait

    I know how that feels... great poem

  • 18 years ago

    by kkly

    Pretty good..5/5
    Yourr a great writer!!!
    Keep your good work,, i like it,,

    alex

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