A broken heart && suicidal thoughts
There’s a dark corner where I keep finding myself with a broken heart and suicidal thoughts. It keeps me alone. There, I can cry without questions. And try to find myself again. There no one bothers me. And my blade is my only friend. I can’t stop the shaking. And the tears still flow. My thoughts spill out onto paper. My blood, used as ink. Music will be turned all the way up, so you won’t hear my screams. The screams of another victim being taken, by the same murderer over and over again. The entrance will be closed so you won’t see the sheets as they are stained blood red. And the lock will be turned so you can’t get in.
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razorxbladesxslipposted on 07/13/2007
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your words are so strong and filled with soo much pain
I don't know you but your words hit me really hard
You should never take on so much pain to feel like your life isn't worth living because the person who hurt you will live until its there time to die
never feeling what they put you through
So live for you and never feel like you deserve to die
Because there is someone out there waiting to treat you right, just give your heart time to heal because all pain ease with time and you will just become stronger
What don't kill will only give you strenght, unless you take that time away by cutting your life short
Stay strong and take care