She's just lying there,
Wishing she was dead,
The cold whispers,
In her head,
You know no one loves you,
That no one cares,
That you'd be better off,
Not even there,
Take out the knife,
Aim at your wrist,
A deep line,
You get the gist,
As the blood flows in a red stream,
This isn't a nightmare it's just a dream,
Write your letter,
While you can,
"Lots of love From Anne",
Crumpled body lay on the floor,
I'm sorry I couldn't take it no more.
Another poem just out of the blue, I hadnt been feeling too happy so what I like to do is channel my emotions into either my art or my poetry. Hope you like it!
I do this as well channel and express my emotions thru my poetry I loved this poem I feel the pain and emotion in this I picture myself in this seen and in this writing and it brought back sad memories and even the pain of cold metal across my skin
Im glad Im not the only one and Im glad that you like my poem
Fantastic imagery. I hope you write more.
Beautiful poem. Very dramatic. I like how you 'wrote' your feelings down, many don't do that they just sit down and feel sorry for themselves. Beautiful.