Poetic DeathA Poem by Alicia HirsheyTalent unrenowned Learning to hit While your opponents is down Fair fighting Is what is said How much longer will you push me Until I slit my wrists And let it end. ~*~ Love like winter Is easier to say Than it ever held to be true Slowly consuming In spite the hue Killing me softly Laying here with you ~*~ Biggest inspiration Failure to some It does not stop me From helping him run Playing bad guy He plays it safe Risking my life It won’t end this way ~*~ No room to talk You hurt just as bad as me Everything I do is wrong every wind that blows Slowly helps you break me Lies that were told Hidden in dread How will it feel When it chooses to end ~*~ Consuming my being Eating my core Taking me over My soul and more Playing these mind games My disorder holds the strings Nothing is left But nothingness of insanity. ~*~ Talent unrenowned Learning to hit While your opponents is down Fair fighting Is what is said How much longer will you push me Until I slit my wrists And let it end. © 2011 Alicia HirsheyAuthor's Note
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