The Last Beat Date: Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 03:27:31 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: raven My left hand is holding happiness while inside me lies emptiness. Contemplating one of the greatest sins for reasons unknown to most. Its shiny and sharp but most would agree the action is dull. What does it matter, do they even understand? When all is lost and your left just being lonely and worthless, whats the point? A life filled with lies and loss is not a game worth playing. Grazing the tool against my skin. Smiles appear on the face but the inside is frowning. It hurts so bad to live but this feels so good so why stop? The flow of the red river brings relief. The warmth on legs and arms takes away the cold in life. Ill i wanted was someone to talk to. Someone who would listen and actually understand. I guess i wasnt even worth that. goodbye cruel world, i will always.......................... This poem is Copyright © raven Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=82497