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Author: Shadowed Mind
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Poetry - Reviews: 7 - Published: 11-23-05 - Updated: 11-23-05 - id:2054709

I have nothing left to say

Everything I have has been drained away

The thoughts, the past, repressed memories

Bottled up inside until it all explodes

Each moment, each mistake

Carved deep into my skin, fading scars

Disappearing but always there

Refusing to eat, something I can control

The emptiness replaces the pain

Everyone I've hurt, I've wronged

All those I used to have

Until they ran away, scared by who I realy was

Unable to live up to the demands of perfection

Always starving, always bleeding more

Feeling weak, feeling ashamed

Like everyone can see right through me

Disapproving glares, faces of fear

I can't help who I am, who I'm becoming

Or can I?

Only one slash, would it make a difference?

The step between life and death

And I'm afraid I'll choose the wrong option

I can't stand not making you happy

I can't stand being completely fake

I can't take it anymore

Blood rushes from my wrist

And for a single moment, I'm free.



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