My Wrist
i killed myself last night
i said goodbye to my life
i carved your name into my wrist
just to let you know that i did exist.
now i'm floating in my bloody mess
watching you cry on me,
and now i couldn't care less.
i was locked up beneath the ground
twisted in my soul, crying to be found
held to the floor, my life crushing me down
now its just my wrist, that will bleed for eternity,
waiting for you to notice its silent screams
because thats all of whats left of me.
Copyright © Maryam Shahbaz | Year Posted 2008
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