Hurt

By Kelly Heddon

With the absence of eye, I can start to bleed again, I feel the slice, the blade cuts in for this one moment i feel alive, this feeling is pain derived, Knowing i shouldn't have to, and i blame you, all those nights, alone ive cryed, i have contemplaited suicide, telling myself that i dont need anyone, but yet wishing that you would come, my fear has parylzed me, another cut as i feel my eyes tightly shut I feel the blood begin to trickle, I feel so fickle And you sit and criticize and i believe all of your lies © Kelly Heddon