Do You Know
Do you know what you did last night,
Do you have any clue,
Do you know what you're feeling,
Do you know what to do?
I did slit my wrist,
About seventy times,
I am sick of doing this,
I'm sick of these rhymes.
I'm tired of crying,
I'm tired of it all,
The glass has been broken,
So now I'll just fall.
I'll probably not make it,
I probably won't try,
I'll probably break down,
I'll probably cry.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|STEPH (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, April 28 2005, 08:22 pm|
hey i love your poems they are so full of emotion i would love to talk to you ... thanks
|Secrets (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, May 10 2005, 09:13 pm|
i really like this poem i can relate to it...keep writing
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