Sami they called me.
That name died away.
Right after he died.
Nothing was right after that.
Things started to change and I lost myself.
Nightmare.
They run away.
I look down, uninviting their pity.
I cut to bleed, I bleed to forget.
Forget the pain thats inside.
That leaves me with nothing but cry.
Cry to him
Isn\'t that always the case?
I do not know who I am.
Only what others call me.
Snow. They call me.
They froze when they saw scars on my wrists.
I put on my sweater, faking smiles.
Emo they labelled me.
Slashing my wrists isn\'t something I enjoy.
It takes the pain away.
Take me away.
YOU ARE READING
Never again
PoetryI Wrote this a Long time ago with No regrets. Every sentence speaks a story, But the past is behind me and this Untold story won't cover it. I'm Not going to say I've "Changed", Because I feel the same. Yes, I'm Human and Yes I have weak moments. Bu...
