Nothing

If I discribed this and deeper
I would never succeed
I'm afraid of everything from beyound the sea
No one cares about me
Not one bit
I can see it in their eyes
I can read it on their lips
I'm insecure; and unwanted
I know it's the truth
The blood seeping from me is the only thing coming through
A sharp blade against my cold skin
Strikes a world with no win
My face flooded with sorrow
And a mind I'll need to waste
The hard tears crashing down upon my face
Means nothing but something so fake
Do you even see the pain within me?
It's deep and dreadful
Cut my wrist; let them bleed
Maybe I should just leave
My bodies alread fatigue
My minds already alone
It's all leading down a soft set road of nothing.

by exquisite
posted on 07/18/2009