To Never Come Back
Insults echoing in my ears
The ones that dripped from the lips
Bloody tears mark my cheeks
As the blade tembles in fingertips
Nothing seems quite fair
As I hide behind my hair
Pitied by all
Looked over by most
Loved by none.
Quietly I scream in my head
Let me sleep
And never awaken from my bed.
Copyright © Emaline Nelson | Year Posted 2006
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