Alone And Scared
I sit here on the edge,
Holding a razor in my shaking hand.
My heart is filled with dread.
I know I will disappoint many,
But they don't know what goes on in my head.
I sit here alone and scared.
They will think that I'm weak,
Some will say this is the easy way out.
I need to find some strength.
I slowly drag the blade across my skin.
I see the scratch I've made.
Somebody help me.
I'm alone and scared.
Second thoughts come to mind,
I thought I was strong enough to put it all behind.
A voice comes from within,
As I start to cry, the blade falls to the floor.
The phone rings,
It is my love.
For once I realize,
I am not alone and no longer scared.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Leah06 (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, April 10 2003, 11:16 pm|
i like this one. You should never be alone. If you need anyone to talk to i will be here to listen to whatever you have to say. I like your writing by the way!
|ghost (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, April 11 2003, 12:13 am|
I just started writing poetry as an escape from everything and so far I guess it's working.
|anonymous (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, February 9 2007, 10:19 pm|
This is very nice poetry, I like it alot. I'm a fan of poetry and find it helps me through my problems, and this one, I can really relate too. Very nice. Jo:)
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