Blades are berried into my skin <br />Now the only question is who will win <br />This fight <br />To save my life <br />I was raised by fear <br />So no one would have to hear <br />Me screaming at life, <br />Hoping someone would walk by and take the knife <br />Out of my hands <br />Then I found out from my friends <br />That I’m not the only one waiting in line <br />For the end of time <br />I won’t let my rust slow me down <br />And I will try to hold my ground <br />These unspoken words are now being said <br />Through voices in our heads <br />“Just carry on through this life <br />Upon the shelf rest your knife <br />Don’t abuse your wings to get around <br />Place your feet back on the ground. <br />Life is hard, life is rough <br />Life ain’t easy, life is tough. <br />Do you want to try and make it through? <br />It can be done, but its up to you.”<br /><br />Slim Jim<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unspoken-words-7/
