Cut after cut I dont care any more,
Fuck life I have nothing to live for,
My soul has no more tears,
In the dark I have no fears,
Afraid to look in the mirror,
Scared of my self,
Of the things Ive felt,
I listen to the screams in my head,
As I lay here in bed,
Tired of the shit she says,
To many thoughts,
Im the women I fought,
Scared of the dreams I make,
Keep my thoughts to my self for your sake,
Thought she said life was suppose to be a piece of cake,
My life is what this razor will take,
Or just push the pain away for a while,
Maybe then I can smile,
But for now,
Im afraid of my self,
And everything else.
that was a really good peom.i so undertsand how you feel and your like a great poet and some day everyone will know you for that.
Wow, your poem has described times in my life. I hope that these days are better than those. I hope that the future times are 1000 times better than today! Keep on hanging in.