No One
How can you say i dont have tears?
I cry every night sheading my fears.
One more thing gone in my life.
I start to scream as my hand reaches for the knife.
Im sick of this world,
Im sick of this place.
I wish i could get away,
and put on a happy face.
Blood rushes down,
It dries and turns brown.
No one's here to save me,
as i fall apon the ground.
Copyright © Elizabeth Range | Year Posted 2007
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