I'd rather feel nothing
then what I feel now...
For one last moment I'm with you,
And I just can't let you go...
Hey there girl
can i ask you a question...
She takes the knife from under her bed
slips into the bathroom...
There's a noose around my neck
There's a gash upon my wrist...
I wrote this poem a while ago on 9/11 but i just...
hope you like it...
You said you'd never hurt me,
but that's all you ever did...
I cut a Little deeper every time
the scars will always be mine...
And he gets what he deserved
But no satisfaction has entangled...
As i sit here on my bed and cry
i cant help but wonder, why...
I've tried many ways to end my live
for now I've taken to the knife...
My vacant heart is calling
Can no one hear its plight...