Dream of my suicide

by Hope Blitz   Aug 9, 2004


You walk I'm ,
I'm standing there,
scared and shocked,
you stand and stare.

my arms are dripping,
in my own blood,
it falls to the floor,
in a puddle like mud.

i have a knife up to my neck,
i slit my throat,
your life i wreck.

you wake up cold,
in tears and sweat,
this is one nightmare,
you'll never forget.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Nicholas


    Hey if you need someone to talk to, i know you don't know me but, I'm here.
    think of me as a guardian angel...
    You'll never meet me but you know somewhere out there I exist.