confusion fills my head, desperation and extreme dread making me almost wish i were dead. relife felt through a knife bleeding away the filth in my life. crying myself to sleep at night with thoughts full of painful fright. what would the say if they knew me this way. waiting for the blood below praying for it's precious flow. never again will i share myslef with careless men. pleace oh pleace have mercy on me, i am on my knees. how much i crave for a helping hand but none can me seen from where i stand. all these tears symbolize all my fears. a deep stress i can feel beyond my breast, in my heart i feel i have fallen completly apart
that'll put all the pieces together and she'll be happy again; that was what I was thinking while reading it
yeah but most often i can only write poems like that when i am in deep pain. I have recovered though ...
wow that made me feel a lot better good to know your okay know from the bottom of my heart that poem was very powerful in a good way.... p.s i have no idea what the first smilie is saying...hope its nothing rude or embarrassing
