Meaning of life
As i draw the blade across my skin
And pray for the strength to sink it in
To cut my veins and feel the blood
Slip down my wrists into hands cup
I remember the ones who i loved so much
The forgotten saviour who helped keep in touch
With the meaning of life and who they give their trust
His broken heart sings for the timeslong gone past
For the many and few who's life he touched
And maybe one day when its time for their now
They will remember who he was with a smile not a frown
And will live their own lives like he should have done his
You want the meaning of life?
This meaning is this
By The Hopeless Writer
P M Jarvis
06/04/2007