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By die for my poetry

Solutions aren’t always as simple as people say they are. Sometimes good bye is the only way. For the best. Yes I will plead for you not to leave. This good bye is the only way. This don’t mean I wont think about you. Just not as much. Please don’t think less of me because my mind is made up. Who knows what will await us in our future? As I close my front door and give you one last kiss a tear rolls down my cheek as I say please don’t think any less. You walk away and say is there anything less I could possibly think? The world is already grey enough why make my heart shatter because of you? I keep my self from letting the river flow. The words burn I never wanted something as much as this before. Just to close my door and make the pain go away. I shut the door and slide down leaning against the side wall as I replay them words in my mind. As my eyes feel with tears and starts to roll down my cheeks I wander are you actually meaning what you just said? I grab the closest sharp object and start to put it to my wrist. tensing my arm up getting my adrenalin running. I slice my wrist a few time. blood starts running down my chest as I hold the wound close what have I done now? I lie down the pain has now stopped but my life is stopped too.

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February 17, 2010 15:15die for my poetry

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February 22, 2010 22:54KK

This poem kind of reminds me of my own thoughts...

March 23, 2010 09:08AccidentalPisces

a window to a tortured soul--much like mine