I know
I know
I know it’s wrong
And I know that I have to stay strong
But sometimes, I need to feel the knife
It helps me to forget the pain in my life
If I make a cut, I will forget my sorrow
If I make a cut, I don’t even think about tomorrow
I only think of that knife, the knife in my arm
The blood is flowing, it feels so warm
I see the blood, I feel the pain
I know it’s hard to explain
But I like it, I like it a lot
And at that moment, it’s all that I got
But you have to know, that sometimes, I hate it too
It sounds weird, but it’s true
I like it, but also hate it, it makes me sick
And I really want to end it all, very quick
I know it’s wrong
And I know that I have to stay strong
But sometimes, I need to feel the knife
It helps me to forget the pain in my life
If I make a cut, I will forget my sorrow
If I make a cut, I don’t even think about tomorrow
I only think of that knife, the knife in my arm
The blood is flowing, it feels so warm
I see the blood, I feel the pain
I know it’s hard to explain
But I like it, I like it a lot
And at that moment, it’s all that I got
But you have to know, that sometimes, I hate it too
It sounds weird, but it’s true
I like it, but also hate it, it makes me sick
And I really want to end it all, very quick
Reacties op dit gedicht
| little one: | Maandag, juni 14, 2004 14:01 |
| Hé darkangel, Maak jezelf alstjeblieft niet kapot. Zoals je zei, je haat het. Stop ermee! Echt het is beter dan. Probeer maar iets anders te vinden, waardoor je even niet meer aan je ellende hoeft te denken. Ehm...ga een stuk fietsen, zo hard als je kan. Of ga iets anders doen, wat dan ook, maar maak jezelf niet kapot. Daar krijg je alleen maar spijt van. Als je je verhaal kwijt wil, mag je me altijd mailen. Zet 'm op meisie, het komt wel weer goed, Echt! Dikke kus Little one |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 14 juni 2004 | ||
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