*Magnify*
SPONSORED LINKS
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1816829-My-Life
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1816829
Its ok to be sad
My life dances on a line.

A line of death and fire.

My heart is screaming.

It's crying out for help.

With this knife, I let them bleed.

With this sword, I pierce my heart.

With this blade, I cut my soul.

With this blood, it takes my life.

Now that I'm gone, who will know?

Now that I rest, who will remember?

Now that I sleep, who will care?

Now that I'm dead, why am I sad?

© Copyright 2011 h0mi3zz 4 lyffe (painhurts209 at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates have been granted non-exclusive rights to display this work.
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1816829-My-Life