Your name i slowly carved
Four inches from my heart
Everyday that passes
Missing you more then before.
I can never risk forgetting
Anything you said.
That's why every word
You ever said
Ill brand into my heart
Don't feel sorry for me
You did nothing wrong
Knives and burns
Are my way of realizing you are gone.
I waited for what felt like forever
Each day longer then the last
Every second slowly dragging
Like a knife to the wrist
Every moment slowly passing
Like blood flowing from my wrists.
No more waiting
You said to move on
A long fight ill be fighting
To get you out of my mind.
Ill fight my war
With knives and pens
The only way I know how
Poetry telling of the pain
And knives slowly bleeding me out.
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