I place the blade against my skin
I can't believe I'm here again
My mind it screams for me
It wants to jerk to set me free
But I'm too scared
I've never dared
I can not die
I don't know why
I drop the knife
And fall down on my knees
I shake I cry
I just keep asking why
I can't hold on but can't let go
What so hard makes it so
I don't see why
I sit and cry
I leave each note
That comes out my throught
I can't escape
I'm not to blame
I hurt myself
When I don't cut
I can't fight through
I can't see you
Each line a note and that's why
My lines creep up or down to tie
In all of the things I say
Each cannot be said today
Why oh why do I feel this way
Every day's the same
I fall and then I near my name
I get up off the floor
Spared by death to suffer more
I can't escape
I pull the drape
And I see the light of day
YOU ARE READING
poems
Randompoems by me. Try not to judge too harshly some of these were made at 13-14 years old. The new-ish ones start at "scars inside" so, um... enjoy?
