this is me

this is me

A Poem by Spice
"

abought a girl that just isnt happy

"

slit my wrist with out a thought,

to get away from the pain tht was eatin me alive

i beg the thoughts to go away,

but they never do,

so im stuck here with with the thoughts of death,

people ask why im so sad,

all i can say is my life is nothing but failure,

so i turn alund and run and run away from all my fears .

just to turn back around and cyr again,

with thoughts of hurting my self come rushen back in mind.

with way to stop them.

© 2012 Spice


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