Waiting For You

I sat here waiting for you
The clock just ticked
Second by second
Minute by minute
My heart started to fade

I waited no longer
so when i got home
I walked to the kitchen
tried you on you're phone
no one answered so I hung it up

I opened the knife cabniet
and pulled out a knife
i cut my arm
Once then twice
you broke my heart

so i cut my skin
now i never want to see
You again

by dillon Lowery

Comments (2)

well penned I'll agree with the previous comment very good imagery and the whole thing flows very well a nice piece of work keep up the good work
Vivid imagery and a lot of passion. I hope, though, it's just a poem and that the act of cutting is just symbolic. Good to feel the pain thoroughly and honestly and then forget about it.