The pain I feel inside,
Is to much to hide.
Even though I tried.
I feel locked up inside.
Sometimes I just want to die.
All I do is sit, and cry.
I have seen the lie, as I cry.
All I can do is try, not to cry.
As I lay on the floor,
I watch the blood start to dry.
I have tried, but all I can do is cry.
I think of the things I've been through.
As I do, I watch the knife cut through.
Now, I lay in a puddle of blood.
I watch as it comes out like a flood.
My soul has been searching, as I knew it would.
My heart is pounding, Body is weak.
I tried to reach you while I weeped.
The pain I feel inside, starts to seep.
As you see me, You start to weep.
But, I am far to weak.
As I lay there, I see you pain turn to sorrow.
I know you will follow.
For it is much to late for me, I am Hollow.
I have tried to fight it, But this is true,
I must follow through.
Please, don't cry when I am through.
Just remember, I Followed You To The End!!
By: Cassandra Denham
May 5,2007