Too deep to hurt,
yet too painful to ignore,
i try to forget,
but there’s blood on my floor.
screaming inside,
but mouth swollen into a smile,
i sing a song,
cause i know I’ll be here awhile.
it stings and it burns,
like fire among us,
but don’t worry at all,
i won’t make a fuss.
if you see me lie here,
just laugh and walk away,
because some things are just too fast to see,
and for a mistake you will pay.
I’m shattering inside,
a heart of broken glass,
yet with each new strike,
the pain starts to pass.
as I’ve told you before,
my mouth is swollen shut,
so with my hands i write,
my last paper cut.
-anonymous
6 comments
thats a beautiful poem. but hang in there. beauty will find you and happiness comes again. i promise need someone to talk to ask for my email
HOW CAN SOME ONE SAY THAT HAPPINESS COMES AGAIN WHAT IF YOU GET DEPRESSED WALK ACROSS THE STREET AND GET HIT BY A CAR AND DIE HMMM I DONT THINK HAPPINESS IS COMING AGAIN IF YOUR SPATTARD ON THE STREET
but if that doesnt happen?
but if that doesent happen? what if it does
Happiness can come in the afterlife…hmmm? (:
dark, that’s great advice. thanks a whole hell of a lot(: