bloody wednesday
Date: Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 03:02:22 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: sp3llicup
running up the stairs
screaming my head off..but nobody listens..nobody cares
punching holes in every wall
throwing myself on the bed..asking myself why i feel so small
about 20 mins later i start to calm down
wishing i had someone to talk to..but no one is around
worst day of my life
mumbling to myself as i get out my knife
death gripping this knife while sitting in this corner
heart pounding harder than ever
face beat red with stained cheeks
rocking back and forth and hearing the floor creak
desperate to die
so sick of constantly asking God why
everything is so bunnyed up for me
but you dont listen, you wont take the time to see
why cant i just be like any other teenager?
why is my soul only filled up with hate and anger?
why do people look at me different?
what am i suppose to represent?
i dont know, and i dont care
i just want to take this one last breath of air
i cant take it anymore
why cant things be like how they were before?
when my parents use to say they loved me
when i had friends who said they cared for me
when my boyfriend said he'll always be there for me
when my life made sense
you were always there when i needed someone to talk to
you were always there when i didnt know what to do
you were always there when a hug or someone to cry on
and you were always there when i had micheal.....my son
your going to be there when they find my body in this closet corner
and maybe your cold heart will feel alittle bit warmer
laying there helpless all bloody
what a great night to die on this wonderful wednesday
you might have been there
but that doesnt mean you care
you lied to me for all these years
i know because your not here to help me dry these tears
thinking to myself one last time
praying to God one last time
this is it
this is the end
stabbing the knife into me
nobody hears me
screaming with so much pain
but still stabbing again and again
sliding down the wall and hitting the floor
seeing blood spattering everywhere and still wanting more
eyes wide open and cant stop shaking
gasping for air but my heart is aching
that was it, that was the end for me
you'll be there to see me in my casket
but you didnt care then
you dont care now
and you will never care
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