Just another from my mind. But it is fun to see through some one elses eyes. The best way is through there poetry.


Death, My Life

I slice my wrist, to watch them bleed, the pain feels so good. let it all end. the pain brings a welcome relife. the life I have is gone I have a new, but it is not the one wanted. I cut again, wondering if that helps. I never mattered, the pain feels so good. cut and bleed. and it helps me to forget the pain in my heart. cut and bleed but it hurts so many others. But I can't care anymore I have forgotten how, but maybe the light will come back to me and I can live again when my true love comes.





Poetry by Asheron
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Written on 2006-09-03 at 08:02

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Michael G
very descriptive and well written
2006-09-03


keith nunes
scary! vivid work
2006-09-03


goran
A very nicely written poem
2006-09-03