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Locked up

I'm locked up inside, I feel like I'm committing suicide. I'm walking on glass beneath my feet,I wish i was just getting beat. the pain I made you feel, Well now I'm making it real. I never gave a single clue, that i was slowly falling in love with you. I left without a call or letter, my eyes constantly getting wetter. I made you think i was lying, truth is I'm actually dying. the scares that i gave, well now that's all I crave. All the tI'me that went to waist, i turned into the blood that I taste. What I caused all the pain, well it now leeks from every vein. Everything I wanted to say, always waiting for someday. I'm sorry for all those tI'mes i cried, I should have just died.





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