Understand
they see you and laugh
at your wrists, and the deep gashes.
i know they break your heart in half,
and crumble it to ashes.
tears stream endlessly down
your beautiful face
silently they don't make a sound.
what a waste.
alone..forever..always..
uncomfortable endless
never ending days
a wreck, a mess.
shaking cold
shivers down your spine
your thoughts, you withhold
because they'd just say you whine.
but you do have a hard life.
that's what they don't understand.
its the reason you love the knife.
gripping it tightly in your hand.
i don't care that nobody talks to you.
that's their loss not mine,
but ill tell you what ill do,
ill stand by your side.
Copyright © Samma Jamma | Year Posted 2010
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