Falling
Tirelessly
Never hitting the bottom.
When will I hit
The bottom?
My bones s h a t t e r i n g
My blood spilling
Over my cold dead body.
My heart will stop beating
My eyes will stop seeing
My body will stop feeling.
It will no longer matter
How scared my body is
How shaken my mind is
How unstable I appear.
It will end
And maybe
Just maybe
I'll find my peace.
So I turn to look down
And watch as the ground
Rushes
To
Meet
Me.
Author notes
ugh.. I'm so sick of everything... I'm wanting to cut really bad... I thought everything was getting easier, but I'm stressing way too much now...
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wow i love it!!
definatly the last few lines were the best but it was all so good!!
amazing!
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I like it....
"And watch as the ground rushes to meet me"
i like that line for some reason...seems really emotional to me and it's a great end to your poem
Keep up the great writes
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i like this... but u need to relese some stress seriously Chica... love ya u need help i'll beat them down!!!!
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Aww i'm sorry you feel this way :[ Honstly I wish I could take your pain away, I hope you don't cut, try to find something that helps other then cutting. I know it's hard but please try. :[ wish you feel better :]
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hunny dont cut... talk to me.... yell at me rant scream
please just talk to me
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