Forget.

by Jennifer Dziak   Oct 1, 2006


Misery puddles in my eyes
Making it hard for me to see
I cant surpress this feeling
Its waiting to be set free
Once again a question surrounds me
Pulling me from those I adore
I am isolated and desolated
Comfort for me is no more
I just cant concentrate
A totally muddled mind
Dazed, perplexed, and disconnected
My razor I look to find
I'm not sure why i've missed this
Maybe I am insane
I just cant stand myself
So I cut to forget the pain.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Spoken Silence

    The perfect way to explain one reason for cutting to a naive mind, 5/5