Scars on my wrist
It was to hard to resist
As the tears stream down my face
I dream of leaving this place
Stuck in a world no one understands
No one knows what God holds in his hands
As I press the blade against my skin
One cut for every sin
Time to let go
Time to give in
Try to cover the pain
Try to hide all my scars
Inside and out this life is ending
After all the time we are spending
I let go of this world
Dying it seems
leaving this earth a once imaginary dream.
Brooke Ashlyn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imaginary-dream/
