Hey guys, it's been too long! I know, I know, you probably hate me right now for not updating any of my stories recently. Sorry about that. But I'm getting on it. Oh, and if you haven't seen yet, I'm now taking requests and making covers! Yay! :)
Anyways, so this is a collection of poems I've written, and yes they are sad. Have you seen the cover? It's obviously going to be sad. I am NOT depressed and have never come CLOSE to this. This was merely a poem to describe the pain of cutters. I was talking to one when I wrote this. Yes, I was sad. But I can tell you some of these poems will be happy. Doesn't that make you happy? :)
Well anyways, if you took the time to read the whole author's note, you are now my favorite fan. Love you all, and please, read on.
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Why does it hurt so bad?
Why do I feel alive?
Why am I still here?
Why can't I die?
Never ending pain
I'll never be the same
They used to call me vain
Pain is all the same
The blood trickles down
Like a waterfall
Remember when I used to
Love them all?
All is gone except the hate
All along this was my fate
To die at the hands of silver
I feel cold and empty now
They used to call me a cow
But wait until they see
What has become of me
Skinny as can be
But not prettily, not me
All I can see is the hate
All along this was my fate
To die at the hands of silver
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Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of poems by Yours Truly, Sapphire about things I can't say, things I don't say, and things I can't explain. Basically, Words Unsaid.
