A Dagger
On the verge of nothingness
feeling nothing but numb
an icy dagger in my side
never feeling more alone
than in that moment I ponder
wonder
would you miss me?
cry for me?
waste away as I have?
my feet dangle in thin air
my head in my hands
body racked by sobs
tears with no reason
staining my hair
leaning over the void
breathing cold air
someone twists the dagger
I fall.
feeling nothing but numb
an icy dagger in my side
never feeling more alone
than in that moment I ponder
wonder
would you miss me?
cry for me?
waste away as I have?
my feet dangle in thin air
my head in my hands
body racked by sobs
tears with no reason
staining my hair
leaning over the void
breathing cold air
someone twists the dagger
I fall.
posted by Tara at 10:33 AM
2 Comments:
hey is their somethin you wanna talk bout?
---josh---
hey nice poem its well idk really know how to put it ahh nvm just to say the least its very good ttyl
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