You Dont Hear A Thing

kelseyroy

I stand in the mirror ,

a tear falls down my face ,

others fall at the same pace .
The blade is sharp ,

 its runs smoothly across my vein,

 my wrists covered it red blood ,

 and slowly runs down my palm ,

 then to my finger tips , 


I lay on the floor , 

why dont you hit me some more ?

i cry and scream ,

 but through these concrete walls ,

 you dont hear a thing .

  • Author: kelseyroy (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 9th, 2010 00:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Kri2arch

    Wow! Its a sad but an amazing poem...i love it

    • kelseyroy

      Thank-youuu soo much !

    • nair36

      better and better poems

      • kelseyroy

        really thannks 🙂

      • jabberm

        wow! very shocking / a mirror never tells right / the picture is alittle to far . i cant stop rereading it



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