dpressedone89 Posted June 19, 2004 Share Posted June 19, 2004 tears maybe shed for my unconscious being blood may spill in disbelief of that which you are seeing life is temirary and death is permanent the key to your future lies in the past the blood on my hands tells the story first cut to last my last attempt a bloody red cry i am an angel of truth that has fallen from the sky lost in the halls of illusion mirrored in the pain in my head the razor in my hand and the blood on my wrist taunting me that im not dead my unconscious pain and silent screams the broken mirror in my broken skin growing in a broken home living broken dreams im not understood and i dont want to be loved id rather die alone than be shallow it is one thing i am above -stitches opinions? Link to comment
jessijess Posted June 19, 2004 Share Posted June 19, 2004 Beautiful in a scary way. Pm me if you need anything, PLEASE! Link to comment
under_the_pressure Posted June 20, 2004 Share Posted June 20, 2004 Stitches-I like that poem. You are very talented and a great person! I love you, ~Under~ Link to comment
AllTheseFeelings Posted June 24, 2004 Share Posted June 24, 2004 i wish i had talent like u. ur the next edgar allen poe, i swear! Link to comment
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