the room is dark
but it serves her well
she has deep thoughts
but she just wont tell

she cuts her wrists
she feels the pain
but never greater
then her heartaches

she hides her frown
she show no fear
she feels alone
and she hides her tears

she screams for help
but no one hears
she has given up
she feels death is near

the ones she once loved are still there
but sum why they are not the same
they have all changed
and now all they bring is shame

thats good. keep writeing. before you know it you might be the best here. i liked how you said that she hides her frown. but yet she is still cutting and has deep thoughts.

i really like

thanx=]

BULL. SHIT. No cutting poems get generally high regard here. This won't be liked by many.

well i really dont care if others like it or not its mine n-e ways=]so yea

Nancy16 wrote: well i really dont care if others like it or not its mine n-e ways=]so yea

Yes you do.

I thought it was really good.

well thanx=]