Answers

by Akasha   Nov 11, 2006


Wanting answers that aren't there
Answers you don't even know

Asking and only getting questions in return
Why did you love me?
Why did you pick me?

Feeling my blood turn to ash.
Heartbroken and forgotten
In the shadows I weep

With a trust of this blade
The pain is gone

Blood all over your clothes
Crying has no reward
Making the pain grow

Every glance my way making me tense
Wishing you would just give me back my broken heart

Blood spent
Open chest
Still no answers

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  • 17 years ago

    by Kelly

    Aw sad poem. I like how you get across the feeling of desperation, helplessness and lost hope. Very sad but excellent write.

    Kelly
    xx

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