... I'm Here For You ...
Hushabye baby,
You're almost dead.
You don't have a pulse,
And your pillow is red.
Your family hates you,
Your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife,
'Cause it's all you need.
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... Holding Onto The Edge ...
Am I going insane,
My blood is boiling in my veins.
An evil feeling attacks,
My body's shaking,
There's no turning back.
Don't take your eyes off the trigger,
I'm not to blame if your world turns to black.
As your eyes start to blister.
There's just no hope for our final embrace.
YOU ARE READING
Lullaby Of Pain
PoetryPoems about everyday lives of teens, how they might feel you aren't good enough, etc. Well I understand. All these poems are meant for you because you aren't alone. I wrote all these poems myself, please don't copy mine.
