Aug 07 2011
Dying from a broken heart
I took the blade,
Put it to my skin.
The blade was dull
And the cuts were thin.
My eyes screwed shut,
My lip quivering in fear,
I pushed a bit deeper,
Hoped my end was near.
I carved a pretty picture
A heart to match the one i had
Its edges were ragged and sharp
I was numb, the pain wasn’t bad
I pressed even harder,
Watching the blood flow
My broken heart had
A blood stained shadow
I saw the blood mix with tears
I was sobbing while I cut
I thought bout the mess I made
Then I gave up, said so what?
I thought about my family,
The people on the net
I decided not to worry,
I had nothing to regret
My hands were trembling,
My whole body was soaked with blood
The way my blood was pouring
I feared we’d over flood
I pushed the blade
As far as it would go.
Dying from a broken heart;
Now everyone would know…
This post was submitted by pixie.
I used to think no one knew how I felt until I read this….and it’s amazing…I love it so much. You’re amazing..so keep it up. <:') <3 :love: ;-(
Thank you so much for reading and for your kind comment.
<3
Thanks for the read :p
i know how you feel i feel your pain ;-(
Thank you for reading :p
this is good i would cry but i dnt have any tears but i love it hope u have more
I’ve no tears either, unfortunately.
Thank you for reading.