No more
Cutting.
No more
Crying.
No more
Wishing
That I was
Dying.
No more
Anger.
No more
Pain.
No more
Hiding
Beneath my
Shame.
There's a devil
Inside my
Wishing well.
A tunnel
Leading strait to
Hell.
Time to deal
With what has been
Already given.
Time to find
What was once
Hidden.
I will walk
away from
You.
I will not
Hope
Or
Wish
Or cry.
Nothing left
But to do,
What I knew
All along
Must really be
True.
I am
Gone.
No more
Crying.
No more
Pain.
No more
Wishing,
To a well
In vain.
No more
Wishing, hoping, praying, begging
For a death
Never meant
To be.
A death
I wished for often,
But for YOU.
Not for me.
Copyright 2005 Natelle Kruse
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