Put down that blade
Blood is oozing from the cut you made
Tears, screaming pain
Endless like unexpected rain
They don't understand everything
They don't even know why you are crying
No one but the man in the moon
Death, when shall you come? Make it soon
Keeping the pain inside
Whether to kill yourself its hard to decide
Because you're afraid to miss life's surprise
Confuse, tell what decision is wise
Silently waiting for the rescue
Same as waiting for something new
Feel the pain, let it hurt you more
Till you become a knight in your own war
YOU ARE READING
Voices Of My Heart
PoetryWhen my lips got tired of telling lies, I let my pen write the truth. Welcome reader. Let yourself discover the verity.
