Sinfully Wrong
I look in the mirror, at the pathetic reflection I see,
the blade pierces my frail skin
as the final seconds of his life flashbacks througout my mind,
as my soul seeps out the slits in my arms, yet another bloody sin
He was the love of my life,
someone I thought I'd never lose
I hit myself knowing I accused him of lies,
just another bruise
He told me to jsut forget about him,
thats so hard to do
I never suspected this would happen,
I never had a clue
As the tears rolled down my face,
I can't live without him
as the blade goes deeper.
and the light goes dim
Why does this happen?
I ask myself again and again
He was such a great person,
and even a better friend
As I grow weaker,
and my sight becomes darkened
the pain still shooting through my body in slow motion,
this blade should've been sharpened
He is gone, no one to live for,
as my soul escapes from this world of cruelty and pain
a sign of my death is appreciated,
as I hear the rumble of thunder and rain
I tried to forget him,
something I knew would never work, I was right
as I fall to the floor
I've given up the fight
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