Misery

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You make my heart go black
The cut in my arm bleed
The tears roll down my face,
And you can live with a smile on your face.
The misery builds inside me,
the heaviness along with it.
My heart pounds faster,
as i hold the knife on my arm.
The reasons i do this,
Pour out like the pills in my hand.
You are the reason,
Why my life has become a big, black, empty, hole.





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rebecca C. said...
Mar. 23, 2009 at 7:44 pm
thanks so much.
i think a lot of people can relate to this and im glad.
read my other work if you want, i think its still pending though
 
ModernBoredom said...
Mar. 22, 2009 at 10:38 pm
This is a really, good poem. You are seriously an awesome writer! Something like that happened to me, thankfully I was too afraid of the consequences. but you are a really, good writer! And yes, I am a girl!
 
rebecca C. said...
Mar. 22, 2009 at 1:25 am
thank you so much.
i hope everything turns out ok with you
 
psycholinzmeier said...
Mar. 21, 2009 at 8:12 pm
i know exactly how u feel cuz i feel like tht right now
ur an amazing writer great poem
 
rebecca C. said...
Mar. 21, 2009 at 1:31 pm
that happened to me but worse.
i was in love with this guy,
and he loved another girl.
-the writer
 
Alaira said...
Mar. 21, 2009 at 1:54 am
I can't say that I know how you feel myself, but it sounds like something one of my friends would write. She's in "love" with one of her ex's, but he doesn't care for her anymore.
 
rebecca C. said...
Mar. 20, 2009 at 12:01 am
thank you so much.
im the writer by the way
 
Kataria D. said...
Mar. 19, 2009 at 8:41 pm
OMG! i love your writing. you are a wonderful writer. i know exactly how you feel.
 
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