Cuts.

by Aaron MacNeil   Jul 11, 2007


As i sit alone in my room,
i wonder if my life will always be this doom.
the cuts so deep,
the pain so unbearable i cant sleep.
i tell myself one more time.
as my insides turn to ash, so slow.
and blew away as i collapsed, so slow.

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  • 18 years ago

    by BreakMyWingsAndRun

    I love this poem!!! so short but so much emotion!!! great! 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Si sI

    Good poem!.. you should read mine some time:)