Untitled
Pain in my heart
Like a never ending hall
Slitting my wrists
In the bathroom stall
My nails ar black
As dark as the sky
Writing poetry
About how i want to die
Skin tight clothes
And my hair in my face
The way my family looks at me
Like im a big disgrace
My eyes have cried
So many tears
They've been rubbed raw
Over the years
Nothing can replace
The way you make me feel
Bringing me up
And making me ill
Like a never ending hall
Slitting my wrists
In the bathroom stall
My nails ar black
As dark as the sky
Writing poetry
About how i want to die
Skin tight clothes
And my hair in my face
The way my family looks at me
Like im a big disgrace
My eyes have cried
So many tears
They've been rubbed raw
Over the years
Nothing can replace
The way you make me feel
Bringing me up
And making me ill
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.