Fiction
January 26th, 2011, 08:02 PM
I found this and I could just really relate to it, and I though I should share it with you all :)
Don't worry I’ll be just fine...
Please just let me slit my wrist one last time.
A broken mirror, a bleeding fist,
a silver blade against a wrist.
Tears falling down to lips unkissed;
ignore her and she won't exist.
She's not the kind anyone will miss.
Rumors are vicious, talk is cheap.
Words are malicious, secrets you should keep.
Gossip is fake, I'll make the deepest cut,
so learn from the past, and keep your mouth shut.
I walked through the hallway,
holding my wrist,
hoping no one would see me like this.
He looks at me,
scared of what he'll find. He never knew I had these things in mind.
He asks me, "are there any more?" looking at him with tears in my eyes,
I whisper,
"What do you think bracelets are for?"
Don't worry I’ll be just fine...
Please just let me slit my wrist one last time.
A broken mirror, a bleeding fist,
a silver blade against a wrist.
Tears falling down to lips unkissed;
ignore her and she won't exist.
She's not the kind anyone will miss.
Rumors are vicious, talk is cheap.
Words are malicious, secrets you should keep.
Gossip is fake, I'll make the deepest cut,
so learn from the past, and keep your mouth shut.
I walked through the hallway,
holding my wrist,
hoping no one would see me like this.
He looks at me,
scared of what he'll find. He never knew I had these things in mind.
He asks me, "are there any more?" looking at him with tears in my eyes,
I whisper,
"What do you think bracelets are for?"