How did he hide
Such an aching heart
Why didn’t he get help
It tore him apart
How did he hide
All the pain that grew
I would have helped
If I only knew
How did he hide
All of that hurt
Now he hides nothing
Whith a blood stained shirt
How did he hide
Noone will know
He was stuck inbetween
With nowere to go
How will he die
He got to choose
With a gun to head
With nothing to loose
Were did he go
To heavan or hell
I hope that I know
I wish him well
Were is he now
6 feet down
With eyes foever cold
And no one arround
Did he love me
Like I loved him
What did he mean
When he said he was Grim’s
He was stolen
By that gun
Now im were he was
He was the one
He said that he loved me
Then left the story unfinished
He killed him self
Leaving my life diminished
How will I hide
This aching heart
I don’t want help
It tears me apart
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