Alone (again)
Slow tears move down my cheeks
-I am alone-
Your words stung me
-And left me numb-
But I am no longer cold
-I can now feel-
And pain is all I experience
-Your words burned me-
So I take up the blade
-What's left for me?-
I send up a quite prayer
-"Goddess take my soul please"-
And then the cuts come
-much deeper than before-
And then I lay down
-Blissful sleep comes to me-
And surrounded by the shreds
-The shreds of my life-
I die. Alone. Again.
Poem copyrighted to Jessica Knoll, 2002. This poem is actually copyrighted to my name. That means if you steal it you can be fined, and arrested. The jail time for plagerism is quite severe, so please save yourself the embarrassment and write your own poem. Thanks.
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