Why Didn'T I Stop

The blood is gushing out 
I don't know what I have done
you say it isn't right
but I wish it wasn't wrong
the blade keeps touching my wrist
I don't know what I have become
I wish I could just stop
but it's too late
the light has already come
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Lamoureux Avatar
November 4, 2017 at 8:23 AM
Do not confuse eternal darkness with the light. I have been prayed for you today. As poets we can through our imagination live many lives. Even if our own reality is bleak. We can reside in happier places. Through our pen and imagination we can landscape our mind and rewrite our reality. Try writing about the girl you want to be. Once you imagine you can find the way to become her.
Tyrrell Avatar
November 4, 2017 at 2:56 PM
thankyou so much i will work on that now x
Rodrigues Avatar
November 3, 2017 at 7:02 PM
Hopeful your poetry heals all wounds!
White Avatar
November 3, 2017 at 5:45 PM
You are one of Gods' children. Do not ever forget this. Your pain And loneliness is felt by so many souls. You will survive. For the angel of light is on her way to you as I write these words. I shall not allow you to suffer anymore.
Flaherty Avatar
November 3, 2017 at 5:36 PM
Its never to late so long as you have a pulse. Never hurt the 1 you Love or Yourself.
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