This life I live <br />a lie. <br />Always pretending to be <br />something I'm not. <br />Can't seem to tell the truth. <br />The truth is dangerous, <br />can't let people know <br />the real me. <br />Just want to die <br />get it over with. <br />Nobody will miss me, <br />not the real me anyways. <br />Empty and dying <br />my blood on the floor. <br />My life at it's close. <br />And suddenly, <br />I'm happy. <br />Or at least I'm numb. <br />I'm a horrible person <br />I say to myself. <br />You deserve to die. <br />But, it hurt me worse <br />to stay alive. <br />So alive I remain. <br />But everyone else disagrees. <br />So a knife <br />they did shove <br />into my broken heart. <br />And seconds from Death <br />I looked into my killer's face. <br />And there before me stood <br />the only man I've ever loved. <br />And the tears I would have shed <br />unshed <br />because my time was up. <br />My life blood was gone. <br /> <br />Feb.-5-10<br /><br />Heart of Ice Die Die Die<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-s-time/
