The Fallen
My lonely heart can take no more
As my wounds bleed on to the hardwood floor
I feel the kitchen knife fall out of my hand
And to the corner by the cabinets is where I land
I cant believe what I have done
I guess the darkness inside won
I couldnt help it I was just too sad
When I grabbed the knife I was too mad
I lost my grip and cut to deep
And now Im falling into a kind of sleep
The pain feels like it's decreasing some
And my body is going completely numb
I wish I could say goodbye
But now there's no time left to try
I know soon I'll be crossing over
But I know my stuggles will never truly be over
Copyright © Jennifer Hocking | Year Posted 2011
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