ME

by Renea   May 16, 2006


I have a beautilful face, with no name.

With a beautiful smile to hide my pain.
Because no one knows my name.

I place cuts upon my arms, and know nothing more the self-harm.

Everyday, I am slowly dying, wishing someone would be calling,

I sit alone in this endless dark wishing to see a spark,

I just wish all these emotions would let me be, to set me free.

Now, you know this is truely me.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Renea

    I wrote this poem when I was lost and thought my life would be better off if it was stopped.... The thing that changed that feeling was when I found out I was pregnant with my son, Wyatt,, he gives me the power to keep going everyday just to see his beautiful face,

  • 18 years ago

    by Serenical Darkness

    We definately have to sit down some time and see what we cant throw together, I like the shit out of you're writings, keep 'em coming.
    jeremy

  • 18 years ago

    by Natalie

    This is sad. nd I can relate. Great job!! 5/5

    `taleee xx

    P.S. Could you please r/r/c my poem, 'Rip out my truth' Thanks heaps if you do. xx.

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