F*** it, i cant take this anymore,
Anger wells inside as i hit the floor,
I tightly shut and bar the door,
As with a blade along my wrists i score.
I scream and cry out into the night,
F*** it, i know this aint right,
As these stained sheets are no longer white,
While this blade and my arms i reunite.
F*** it, no more can i take this pain,
I lose blood like you down champagne,
These sad and twisted thoughts, i now entertain,
As the same blade pierces, yet another god-damn vein.
Because i wish you would love me the same that way i love you,
Because F*** it, never has love been this so damn true,
Your names on my wrist, but not as a heartfelt tattoo,
Because i now realise, the end of my life i have at last come to.
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omg wow that was an amazing poem!! it was so powerful and descriptive, and so very deep too. wow i mean seriously, great work!!
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wooooooooooooooooooooooo go gashford wht an awesome poem its so emotive and displays ur range of feelings deeply and well well done son
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Amazing
I love it,
its dark lots of pain straight to the point.
Its really good.
Although I hope you're ok.
I'm here if you need to talk, k?
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this was so dark,...
wow amazeing
i hope you really didnt think like this through
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Amazing
ok, so i think this poem was incredible. very well done, and awesome wording. however it is slightly overshadowed by the story behind it. to be sure, it doesnt taint the poem, but i worry for you. i have been there, and its not fun. i hope things turn for the better... keep up the amazing work!
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Amazing
this is by far one of teh best poems i have ever read!!!! Your a realy good writer!!!
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