Did it again.

I'm sorry my friend
I simply had to.

The pain was more
than I could bear.

I needed something
to help me forget.

The cuts are bleeding
but they don't hurt

At least not much
the pain inside is worse.

I'm sorry my friend
for making a promiss.

When I knew in my heart
I could never keep it.

I tryed so hard my friend
to stop the pain inside.

But now I'm tired
of the fighting and the tears.

I'm sorry my friend
for troubling you.

My problems may seem
small to everyone else.

But to me they are
like mountains I just can't climb.

Or deep rivers
I can never cross.

I'm sorry my friend
for the pain in me.




Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2008-04-17 at 17:05

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