21 april 2012

My life now

I wake up and open my eyes,
Ready to live a day in lies.

I paint the smile upon my face,
And look like everything's in place

I walk around throughout my day,
Already knowing what I'm going to say.

Finally when I get home I can finally be me,
Instead of the "perfect" girl they see.

At home I don't have to be fake,
And I can cry with the cuts I make.

I feel the blood flow out of my skin,
And I think about how my life has been.

I re-live moments I'd rather forget,
And remember some things that I regret.

Then I clean up the mess I made,
And see te scars that will never fade.

Sometimes I feel my life slipping through my hand,
Flowing down like grains of sand.

I see my life as it's torn,
I feel the eyes as they scorn.

I heard the words that are said,
The ones that say they want me dead.

I do not want pain anymore,
I just want someone to save my heart for.


number of comments: 2 | rating: 3 |  more 

IDON'TKNOWWHATTODO,  

Anyone who doesn't like this is an idiot, anyone who doesn't you is a idiot, I've never met anyone more talented, you write some of the best poetry I have ever read, and this is another one of my favorites, and another that has touched my soul, and is so very close to my heart. You're poems have changed my life, you're poetry is outstanding!!!

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Jose Vicente Mikael A. Regalado,  

this is really AMAZING... you are really a gifted writer..

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