Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Poetry: from the sadness

at times..

i wish you all would understand

i would want all your joy gone away just like mine

want you to feel and suffer just as i am

to be alone, crying and screaming

but can't do anything

try and bare

lying awake in bed with pain in the centre of your body

wishing you'd cut open your chest, bleed, and die.

Just like trying to reach for the sun

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