I'm That Girl

She cries out in pain

As she sees the blood flow

She screams out your name

But you don't want to know

She told me her life

And all of it's wonders

She still holds the knife

Without a single ponder

She still thinks of things

Of suicide and such

She still likes to sing

And flinches at one's touch

She still loves you

Yes she really does

She wishes you'd love her too

Oh yes, very much

She'll sit there and drink her tea

With the scars playing all over her pale skin

This girl reminds me of me

But that's because it is

Reviews

[Anita B Jacques]

Another great write, so sad again. Sweetie I hope it's not you. Nobody should go through this much pain.
Keep writing and reading, stay away from sad poems, for a while this site is full of them. God bless you.
Hugs and friendship
Annie

[Aekmy]

No way! I love this. It flows so so so well! I used to write a LOT like this and then I changed. Why oh why?
You did wonderful.

Keep writing sweetie. :D

-madde