DownUp -1

She takes the risk,
She cuts her wrist.
She hates her friends
Her wounds will never mend

She wears a fake smile
She used the typical style
Through gritted teeth
She hides what’s beneath

She gives up
She’s locked up
She cries herself to sleep
Never ceasing to weep

She cuts again
But not like back then
She cuts even deeper
And kills herself in anger

This post was submitted by WolfieANNE.

Category: Sad Poems
Email This Poem To Your Friend Email This Poem To Your Friend

Be first to comment



Copyright © 2006-2019 - All rights reserved. Home | Contact Us | FAQ | Privacy Policy | Submit A Quote