These thorns at my sides
are the markings that show
all the burdens I bear
none you will ever know.
That the pain that's been caused
that did leave these deep scars
make me desperately wonder
how I made it thus far.
Of the chances I had
and those same ones I lost
of my lines that were boundaries
the same ones that I crossed.
Of the people lain broken
side-effects of this hole
of the feelings erupted
I failed to control.
These thorns are reminders
of a meaningless life
that I so yearn to end
with the tip of a knife.
ah
this is so good and so me
i love this part
"Of the chances I had
and those same ones I lost
of my lines that were boundaries
the same ones that I crossed."
oh and the end part
i love this poem
but you always have me (even if i am asleep with a bad bad headache) and i will always love you
tell me when ever you need too
lets not be a vicki now jokes
ash
Much Love
Ashley