Sitting on the curb <br />Wondering why she does this-it was her <br /> <br />Pale, skin grave <br />Holding a razorblade <br /> <br />Crying of tears <br />Mixed with blood <br />Why was she still here? <br />She told herself she must <br /> <br />Remembering his arms around her <br />Said, ' I love you' <br />How lonely I felt <br />When he left me with nothing but a pool <br /> <br />A pool full of water <br />From my tears it formed <br />A pool of depression at my heart <br />I'll drown in it while i'm torn <br /> <br />I'm sitting here, at the curb <br />With my razorblade <br />He stares at me and says ' you bleed pretty ' <br />When i do nothing but bleed <br /> <br />I turn my right arm over <br />Let it rest in my skin <br />Let it bleed until I die <br />The pain thats in glisten <br /> <br />Despair <br />Sanity <br />Anguish <br />Suicide it screams <br />Today I die and here I lie <br />From the wrists I bleed<br /><br />Wikid Jay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-of-red/
