Im bored hers a POEM! #3

[Raised For Slaughter]

Peice of Mind

Sad thoughts enter my mind

Why? I ask,Should i die?

It hurts like death

Feels like death

I cant help to take a breath

Life's a bitch

and then you die

Feels like hot sand in your eye

So i cut they say it helps

now the scars are made of welps

It solved no problem,just less blood

That idea sucked,just a dud

Fixing these thoughts,can it be?

I feel im lost out in sea

sand in my eyes,scars on wrists

with nothing here left to give

except this poem

This is for you,that girl i knew

Before you spread your wings and flew

Out of my life and you knew

This would hurt cant you see?

NO! you cant!

You leave me be

I beg you please come back to me.

My poems are not so much of poems,they are a release of my feelings to this paper.

Not for your opinions,not for gossip

Just to keep me sane from what that bitch did to me

Thanks

Josh Welch