Im standing on the bridge
Looking around at the birght lights...
Its 1a.m this morning
My eyes are slowly closing...
Last night you told me to hold on
Though I told you I would soon be gone...
Can you feel that feeling,
The blade going across the skin...
You made me feel,
Good, wanted and needed...
A little girl sits alone on her own
Away from all people...
As the long grieving days pass by
Thoughts of my life whirl away...
Oh the passion
the heart break...
THIS ISNT REALLY A POEM, ITS MORE OF A STORY I...
IN MY ENTIRE LIFETIME, THE THREE GRANDPARENTS THAT...
~this poem is also written by Claudia bot of us...
Getting away...
Blue eyes, blonde hair
She just wishes they wouldn\'t stare...
The clocks tickin away at me
I can not seem to find anything...