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My wrists are bleeding; my hand is bruised
Was there ever a time when I didn’t feel so used?
So here I am crying on the cold floor
Wishing I could swim ashore
I’m drowning in this dark depression
Murky emotions force me into submission
I get down on my knees
And cry out these helpless pleas
“Someone help me! Someone save me!”
As a puddle forms at my feet rapidly
I was afraid to tell you I hurt inside
So all this time, yeah, I have lied
Hatred flows within my veins
And weighs me down like heavy chains
I don’t know what is false or true
And my mind keeps telling me just to
“Bleed the hate you felt today
Get rid of all the disarray
Fly into a far off land
Where everyone can understand
Leave this hell that you live in
The windows, the doors, they’re all open
Run, run, run away
Don’t look back! Don’t hesitate!
This only is your true fate
‘Cuz they’ve watched you walk up to the ledge
And disappear over the edge”
Sometimes I feel like I’m all alone
Because without support is how I’ve grown
Now I’m twisted, leaning and weak
In a foggy world that appears so bleak
Please mind, stop telling me
How awful I am…that I’m ugly
Please stop that awful screaming
And tell me that I’m just dreaming
If it’s a dream, God wake me now
And more pain, please don’t allow
Don’t you hear me crying out?
Don’t you hear me scream and shout?
Or don’t you even give a care
I know now that you are not just…you are not fair
A stupid myth: that’s what you are
I keep reaching for you
But you’re always too far

Sorry

Sorry, sorry, sorry
That’s all I ever hear
It means nothing; it means shit
Sorry didn’t save my brother
And sorry won’t save you or me
Not from pain and not from death
Your actions already caused the wound
And sorry won’t heal my scars
Or heal this broken flesh again
Sorry is just a white bandage
To hide my hurt inside
Cover up my cuts and scars
And maybe then YOU can forget
The pain you caused on my arm
The pain you caused in my heart
But blood turns to scabs
And scabs turn to scars
And scars last forever
Yeah, forever, that’s right
Forever engraved into my wrist
Are your words of ignorance
Sorry, my dear, will only ease YOUR pain


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