My health

by The Poetic Child   Jul 15, 2006


Dripping and dropping
the blood is not stopping,
its going from my heart out my wrist,
my body twists
and turns
as my heart burns and burns,
and she watches and laughs,
looks at my photographs
and realizes that she dint love me at all,
and just threw me on the wall,
just to watch me fall
and crawl,
shes playing dodge ball
and throwing the rubber balls at my face,
at me the disgrace,
to leave a trace
of remarks
blowing sparks
in my head,
crying on the bed,
thinking of what she said,
and how,
she dint wanna hurt me,
but yet shes playing me dirty,
I got mud, dirt,
blood, stains on my shirt,
for every piece of hurt,
she ever threw at me,
I'm laffy taffy,
i last only for so long,
then lose my strong,
and start to do wrong
i need to correct,
my intellect,
but i got no respect,
so what the heck,
i should splatter my brains right on this deck
nothing less,
for this test,
causing me stress,
i might as well be a girl and wear a dress,
b/c I'm so Emotional,
and I'm starting to tear,
the thought of her losing..thats was my fear,
and now I'm living my fear,
I'm feeling my tear,
it just stands UN-clear,
I'm the only one out there,
and i need some help,
before i do something that can damage my health

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  • 17 years ago

    by myshiningstar14

    David....wow hun i understand ur pain. IF theres anythign i can do let me know...okay??

    Hang in there bud, i love yaz!

    Lissa