Poems: Life is Life.

Tragedy

You chased me around,
Just like a merry go round,
I don't understand,
The cuts on my hand,
They won't go away;

To think I would enjoy,
Being nothing but a toy,
I'm scared,
But you don't care;

I'm dying,
On the ground crying,
Just praying;

It's nothing but a tragedy,
Just standing on this balcony,
It's nothing but a sin,
When I get pushed down by the wind;

It's a softer landing,
It's more relaxing,
It didn't break me,
Not like the words you used to break me;

Look at what you've done,
I'm gone;