LAYiNG iN MY BED,
A KNiFE iS BY MY SiDE
THOUGHTS RUNNiNG THROUGH MY HEAD,
AND FEELiNGS i CANT HiDE
FiNGERS LACED WiTH SORROW,
HEART PiERCED BY PAiN
THiNKiNG OF TOMORROW,
LiViNG HAS NO GAiN
SLiCiNG THROUGH MY SKiN,
BLEEDiNG TO MY HEART
HOPiNG THAT MY SiN,
WiLL BRiNG A BETTER START
SCREAMiNG iN MY MiND,
TEARiNG THROUGH MY SOUL
NEW LiFE i NEED TO FiND,
i NEED TO PAY THE TOLE
SORRY TO MY SiSTER,
SORRY TO MY DAD,
SORRY TO MY BROTHER,
FRiENDS PLEASE DONT BE SAD
BREATHiNG FAST AND DEEP,
MY LiFE iS ON STAKE
FALL iNTO A DEEP SLEEP,
AND NEVER WiLL i WAKE UP
No wonder I never commented all your poems on the main page. They're all bloody messes. Egh.