SickA Poem by thisXgirlXcanXrawr(:sick in this head can't get out of bed thoughts of suicide cross this mind gotta find a way to unwind
can't feel anymore numb down to the core you've never felt the pain i've felt when that razor touches my skin i melt
the blood drips, and drips down my arm to my fingertips its like a river but red i can't tell if i'm alive or dead
the next feeling is nothing mind is gone, pain self-inflicting not caring what happy is anymore guess i'm really done for
smile on my face, its just a lie can't tell you whats wrong, don't know why hurting to much i just wanna die i'm tired of living, living this lie. © 2011 thisXgirlXcanXrawr(: |
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Added on February 4, 2011 Last Updated on February 4, 2011 AuthorthisXgirlXcanXrawr(:Indianapolis, INAboutWriting is my life. Without it i'd be lost completely. more..Writing
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