This is the sequel to the poem '' Id bleed for her.'' After I left her alone for a few months I decided to ask her out agian.She said somethings that tore at my pride and basically killed my spirit. I acutlly had suicidal tendinceis.I dident act on them though what she said was enough to make me want to kill myself.The world around me almost fell apart but through it all I found a way to recover, through my mind and my friends I suceeded.
''Words Cut Deep''
Words cut deep. Deeper than any blade.These cuts witch you have cursed me with will never fade!
You only make them worse!They hurt so much they make me curse the sky with your name!
You pour salt into them, making it burn more than the compassion I have for you. I hope to find the words to describe this feeling to.
The cuts are deep enough to put oceans into.It makes it so hard to continue.
A thousand thoughts race throughout my mind, body, and spirit.Witch all are now broken.Why am I so cold? Why am I so hard inside?What am I afraid of?I dont even know!Why dosent any body love me with the compassion I loved you with!?
Living with this blade is not a burden, It is the words that make it worth it.Words tell the truth ,but also give birth to lies.Words will cut deep no matter how hard the skin, soul, or mind is.They will always cut deep......
