I Dont Want Your Pity
By- Nichola Cordato


As I sit here, and slit my wrists,
I wonder how it got like this

My broken heart, my broken home
And all the places my mind has roamed

Has all stabbed me in the back a painful way
Without my feelings, without my say

As I bleed, As I cry
Im praying to god to let me die

The tears and the pain
both too haunting to contain

No one knows, Only see's the fake coverup
They dont see the girl with her life all krupp

My life more like a depression
Suicide is my only true confession

My bleeding physically, is nothing compared to mentally
I just have to drain my pain experimentally

While my knife, scars my body and soul
I want to leave this life, all and whole

So as you lay me to rest in the ground for eturnity
please remember im happyer now, so I dont want your pity!

By- Nichola Cordato

Good poem.
Strong and very emotional.

~Greetings

Silke

Thank you so much for replying Silke! I am sorry for not reply'ing or posting much... I was with my mother I had to go to England for a week and a half because her cancer took the best of her.

So I am back now so I will be posting and replying more!

Thank you!

Nikita

Dear Nikita
...you are a great writer!!
your friend, diona.

thank dear!! That means a lot when people like my work... makes me want to write non stop!!

Thankc again

----------- LeTs GeT ReTaRdEd ( black eyed Peas)