My soul is in such pain that I often wonder….
If I slit my wrists
Instead of blood
Would shards of my broken heart fall out?
Posted in all alone, when will it all end, tagged blood, broken heart, poetry on October 26, 2008| Leave a Comment »
My soul is in such pain that I often wonder….
If I slit my wrists
Instead of blood
Would shards of my broken heart fall out?