Sometimes I’m haunted
By things you do
So why can’t I
Be stronger than you
Again and again
I try and try
But in the end
I wanted you to die
So here I sit
Covered in blood
Not even of my own
I look at the knife
That lies in my hand
Covered in blood
Because of my idiotic plan
I’m so scared
I’m frightened of me
And what I will become and be
That I will take my life tonight
Instead of living
For tomorrows fright
So please don’t cry
I do not deserve
Your tears
From you or others
So tonight I leave
A saddened sight
But don’t worry
This will be the last of me
You see tonight
Just look for tomorrow
With the others
And please my dears
Find the light
I lacked
And could not retrieve
Or see.
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I am now fiffteen and I love poetry for all that I am worth and I shall be sixteen in May, so I'm pretty excited and I'm ready to get my game on, go Sophmores.
Graduating year of 2012 A.K.A
Ace Duce
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