Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Stress

I slit my wrist
Feel the knife run deep
A secret I
Don't want to keep

Feels like te world
Lies on my shoulders
It 's hard to move
Harder than boulders

Try to escape
Run and hide
Find someone
In whom I can confide

No one's there
Alone in the dark
The blades are gone
But they leave their mark

Sitting silently
Crying a well
Trying to pinpoint
The day that I fell

Was it last week?
Last month? Last year?
It doesn't matter,
I still feel the fear

I wish it would go
Just leave me alone!
Then just maybe
I could go home

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