A secret

So many attempts,
yet so little time,
wishing you would forget,
in this silly little rhyme

you dont know the pain,
and you wouldnt really care,
you would think she was insane,
and helping her you wouldnt dare

a few cuts and bruises,
are all that you can take,
a razor blade is what she uses,
and puts her life straight at stake

sometimes it comes without expectation,
she just hates her life it is as plain as that,
she drives in the knife without any attention,
and she has not yet won there is still tention

leave me alone
she will cry out
how could you not have known
did you always doubt?

if i told you of a secret would you promise not to tell?
because if you at you i will always yell,
please keep it yourself hide it extremely well,
and life for you will not be a living hell

here it is
are you ready for this?
you know its my biz.
so dont get lost in total bliss

this girl i tell you about she will soon be gone,
ill tell you who she is right now,
ill tell you why, when, and how
ill tell you now it wont be long

how bad would it be,
if i told you it was me?
would you then see..
how badly i want for my heart to be free

and how would you take it if you knew me like i do,
how would you know when my life was through,
what would you do when found out that it was true,
would you then think that it could be you too?

do you want a simple answer?
why dont you just go ask her
shell tell you why her life is a blur
shell tell you why shes done for sure

because in the midst of life and death
she is in the middle she feels so little
the world around is yelling wake up
and shes yelling right back at you to shut up

so there goes my secret
now its out
you truly must keep it
i believe in you without a doubt

-to those of you who dont feel alive
just reach out, yurn, and thrive
we will see one another in a nother life,
dont worry its coming very, very...

soon

-Rachel

spare of the moment poem thanx*