This poem is about pain and suicidal thoughts (it's not autobiographical). Don't do it, it's the last mistake you'll ever make.
I remember when you used to smile,
When life had just begun.
Now the days are darker through
The eyes that once belonged to you,
And after all that you've been through
It's hard to see the Son.
There's better ways to fix this pain;
That knife won't heal your soul.
Those bleeding cuts just make it worse,
You still are loved; the loss is hers.
One day your wounds will be reversed
And all your hurt consoled.
You still have life you've yet to live,
Don't die before your time...
I know you feel your heart has gone,
Its beat will come back before long,
The moon will give way to the dawn,
And love will fall in line.
I remember when you used to smile...
There's better ways to fix this pain...
You still have life you've yet to live...
Don't die before your time...
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
You Used To Smile
Posted by theglassorchard at 11:45 PM
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