Whole Again

Depressed - There was nothing to do but face pain...
There was nothing to do but face pain
All my happiness had been slain
Hatred burned a hole deep in my heart
Causing my emotions to break apart
Floods of tears fell from my eyes
It was scarlet blood that I used to cry
The overpowering urge to cut my wrists
Was taking over my mind was in bits
I told my self it’s only a few slits
It won’t cause no harm just moments of bliss
I persuaded my hand to pick up the knife
Then I put it down this isn’t right
But then I saw your face and it gave me the answer
I proceeded in taking my actions further
I took the knife and dug it in
Gash, slice, cutting and twisting
What have I become I thought in my mind
What about if I had died
It would have been due to you
You’re not worth the pain you put me through
This is the light I have been searching for
I’m not going to let you get to me no more
I won’t let you intimidate me the way you did
Now I’m a jar with an open lid
You can’t get me down I whole again
You can find another way to reflect your pain

By tamara minaoui
Published: 12/18/2006
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