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sad poem


dpressedone89

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the smell of alchohol floats in the room

you can taste the hate in the air

black roses drip blood fresh and in bloom

a sad child sits quiet pretending he isnt there

 

deep down he wants to be daddy's little girl

but he is a family disgrace

blood drips from his wrist

and tears run loose on his face

 

his life has been a wasted fifteen years

bleeding in hopes the pain will leave

crippled by his wants and fears

so hard for him just to breathe

 

the cloud that hangs over his head

luminous in its evil glow

the blood and tears that stain his bed

his deep feelings that none shall ever know

 

wishing he was loved by his father

but ashamed of who he really is

he now hates himself he has become a bother

who would have though it would have come to this

 

who would have thought this child would die

murder himslef in cold blood

a simple word cut his wrist

the world will watch it flood

 

-stitches, uhm comment if you wish

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Alright stitches. Umm... I just hope nobody acts like they had lived 15 wasted years. That will be worse that just writing it in a poem.

Umm... I havte to say that I haven't talk to you much eather stitch. Mabey you were busy with the girl... I understand lol j/k I just hope I talk to you soon. Umm... I hope you reply to some of my poems when I post them But I know its hard for ya lol too many things.

I have talk to much now. Cya and take care 8)

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