Those Words, by die for my poetry
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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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Posted: 2010-02-17 15:03:03 UTC |
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2010-02-17 15:15:58 | die for my poetry |
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2010-02-22 22:54:43 | KK |
This poem kind of reminds me of my own thoughts... |