bleeding al over, by maleena Subscribe to rss feed for maleena

there was sometimes id wish of dieing cuting myself away so
no1 could every hurt me agian  liveing was not wroth  it as
id bleed more an ,ore it felt so good to know life was done
nothing could stop this pain  so many time id cry for help
but no1 seem to came  god told me to die i  wounder why no1
ever try to help me id guess no1 love me eonght to care so
id bleed an bleed till id waz sceard of drying wishing 
there was soem1 for me all my friend say they love me when
id came bak but id new dat was not true cuz they never came
to help stop so id  kill them all  from my heart i was so
happy when  they die  now im in dis world on my own oh god
help me id say but hed never  reply  by maleenajumpp
Posted: 2007-07-14 19:09:23 UTC

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