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Letter for Mommy...
Dear Mommy
I sing my dreams And you laugh I write my hopes And you sneer I try my best Yet still you look disappointed I tried I really tried Yet nothing Nothing is good enough for you Or me You choose everything you want from me What about me? What I want from you? Is it so terrible to give me a hug To smile and show me you care Maybe even that I'm loved I write this down now Cause you will not read it till one day when it doesn't matter When I won't be able to see your sneer When I will not be around to feel your hate I am sorry to burden you I didn't mean for this to be my life I'm trying different ways Researching suicide methods Ones that will always work But will not leave you with a mess to clean up The best would be to leave and die Then I won't even have been in your house But I can't move from my bed Paralyzed like I am That isn't a guilty trip I know you never ment to fall asleep while driving I should have not tired you so much With all my questions You answered them all Always smiling about it You loved me then I wish I had died in that accedent I know you wished it too I see it in your eyes When you think I am too drugged up to remember I hear you tell me you want me dead It would be easier when you think I am asleep I am sorry..........That I lived. I will make it up to you mommy That way then you won't have to cry I will make it better now Now I know how to die I stole a knife mommy And I ripped up one of your sheets It was an ugly one you never liked anyways Half of it is under me So I don't make a mess The rest is torn into strips To soak up most of the blood I slit my wrists mommy And down my legs The padding should soak up the blood And not ruin the bed I hope so anyways It hurt mommy To know you do not want me here But I will go away mommy Not even pestering you as a ghost To bother you even when I am dead I will stay away mommy Forever....... |
wowie, laar, k ben weer trots op je (y)
wel errug mooi hoor... |
*wheee*
i just love a sad ending... Ik vind het heel mooi hoe de boosheid omslaat in pijn... heel mooi. bijna eng geschreven |
Eej liefurtje. *zucht* ik vind je nog steeds ut mooiste en liefste en slimste en leukste en mooist schrijvende meisje wat ik ken *zucht* :D
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Wow...this does make me fall silent... vreselijk mooi..
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