Slipping

by CorruptedDreamer   Sep 14, 2004


The cold steel against my skin the sharp pain as it slides the red blood flows should i go deeper? i feel better now ready for another day of life i thought it would always work but then one day i didnt feel better when i felt the blood rush so i did it again... and again... and again. i feel light-headed i hold my arm close as i lay down i think i might die and i giggle my eyes close tight and i dont have the strength to open them again the blackness envelopes me and then i awake to find it was all a dream thats the night i quit making scars across my arm

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