Problems
By tormentedsoul666
I can't stop cutting,
It's too hard to try.
Last night i tries to stop,
I sat there and started to cry.
I hate the pain theey put me through,
Sometimes I just wanna die.
But itnever works,
And I want to know why.
Why must my life,
Rest so heavily on my shoulder?
Instead of just dying,
It gets colder and colder.
I'm freezing now,
The warmth has left my heart.
No longer can I feel love,
And it's tearing me apart.
I tried to end it again last night,
I sat in my tub and drowned.
Then I was interrupted,
I sat there andI frowned.
The scars on my arms,
Forever will stay.
I'll always know,
Even if they disappear some day.
I can't go on,
Living like this.
To end it all,
Is my one last wish.
I want it all to stop,
No more lies no more tears.
My depression has already,
Taken away so many years.
Comments on "Problems"
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On Wednesday, April 27, 2005, PoeticMindBlow
(22) wrote:
hmm? *hugs* i love you.
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On Wednesday, April 27, 2005, tormentedsoul666
(74) wrote:
thanks