mathew saighman

I can’t find it in myself to write with a page and pen,
So I’ll scrawl this letter on my wrists,
And maybe you will listen then,
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I kneel on the floor,
Tears falling from my eyes.
I have learnt to hate you,
Along with all your lies.
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**SHORT POEM**
A poem
to my
fans
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You diss
I slit my wrist
When you cause me pain
I slit the left vain
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I kneel on the floor,
Tears falling from my eyes.
I have learnt to hate you,
Along with all your lies.
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She smiles, I cry.
She's brave, I’m shy.
She loves, I’m alone.
She’s amazing, I’m unknown.
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i lie here crying
cuz i feel like dieing
layin here on the floor
cuz i aint got the strenght to get up anymore
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How can you lie to yourself?
Each time you say you don't
Need his trust you've never
Had it before why do you
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Inside my heart is black

From the lies, betrayal and fear
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What is life without fear?
A life in ignorance or perhaps joy?
For is life without fear a life without Love?
For without fear of loss are you capable to treasure the fragile blossom that is love?
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The light slowly fading,
i saw that familiar puddle,
so dark and black,
i looked back to my wrists,
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