A New Start
I remember my cuts as if it was today.
I look apon my scars wishing i could die away.
all the blood the rag had sucked up with thirst
i always felt as if my heart would burst.
all the lies i told and bad memories i hold.
my cries and screams at night.
why cant i ever seem to stop this crazy fight.
the fight my body holds within.
and the fight i never seem to win.
memories coming back and spitting in my face.
all the fun times id miss cuz i was always in a race.
a race for my life, except my life was always there.
i never seem to think about or have a thought of care.
i never noticed the great friends i had,
and i never tried to stop being sad.
But now i pull these strings that are controlling my life.
The strings are the only thing im cutting with a knife.
all those bad times are over.
im beginning to open up.
i see all my friends are still waiting for my complete closure.
and my happiness is poring out of the cup.
so i wipe away my resentfulness
and i smile like my heart.
i have no more aggressfulness
and im ready for a new start.
Copyright © Elizabeth Range | Year Posted 2007
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