![]() So SureA Poem by Sunflower
Name by name,
Mistake to mistake, No one but myself to blame, Only so many options left to make. A knife in my pocket, But a razor blade in my hand, No heart for a locket, No one to understand. The future is dead, My past calls to be open, Every line has been read, My present has the blood red pen. A stab at my heart, Just to see if it is beating, An attempt at a new start, Has my sanity retreating. Die myself alone, Or die someone else who is free, Leave my voice on my phone, Listen to every word, call again for a repeat. Love is a hopeless emotion given to the weak, As I die I understand the cure, Everyone's future is bleak, And we should never feel so sure.
© 2013 Sunflower |
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1 Review Added on April 10, 2013 Last Updated on April 10, 2013 Author![]() SunflowerKendallville, INAbout27. About to be divorced from my abuser. Trying to heal, and still searching to find who my true self is and where my soul feels peace. My life is a constant battle of how tough can I truly be. I have.. more..Writing
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