I Wish They Cared
3 October, 2001
Author: Kami
I wish I was dead
bound and broken.
As I slit my wrist the blood
runs down rose red.
I sit and think...
will they ever hear
my cries when they are spoken.
I sit and cry my last tears of hope.
I see the blood run down faster
and faster.
I can't stop it.
I can't feel a thing anymore.
My body's numb.
I'm laying on the ice cold floor
Wondering if they ever really cared...
cared if I died or lived.
I wonder if they ever really cared that
I had no friends.
Please god let this be my end.
Now I lay here dead and cold with blood
stains down my wrist.
Please god foregive for what I've done.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Babygurl (216.135.36.228) -- Tuesday, October 29 2002, 01:18 am This is a really great poem. I know how ya feel, sometimes I feel like no one cares. Just keep your head up and keep writing great poems |
daniellev (10.80.1.100) -- Monday, May 19 2003, 07:10 pm i care i dont no u but i wish i did then maybe we could ncare togather . keep writing i will keep reading ok have faith b/c i no someone cares b/c i care . |
mandy steder (207.14.78.21) -- Thursday, November 20 2003, 04:43 am YOUR POEM WAS GREAT. I KNOW EXACTALLY HOW YOU FEEL! thank you so much for the sweet comment you made, on my poem called "cutting". i really apreciate it. By the way-- are you a professional poet??? you are awesome! |
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