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by Jessica Grant Jan 28, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My blood falls to the floor drip by drip I'm trying so hard to get a grip Only one way out Of this hell To make me feel better and make me seem well So I pick up the knife and begin to start Who ever knew I was falling apart From the pain You caused me It would lead to this And that pain is the key So I slice deep Deep enough to see blood Then all of a sudden The blood starts to flood All over the floor all over my arm I never meant To cause this much harm I try to control it to get it to stop But all of a sudden I feel Im gonna drop I've lost to much blood I cannot turn back I wish I had control But control is what I lack Who will find my body As I think for one last time Who will clean my blood up then realize I wasn't fine Will I ruin someones life Will anybody cry Just becuase I'm Gone now Because I had to die I cry one more tear And breeth in one last breath And wish one more wish That I wasn't brought to death
by sarah
Hey loved your poem take care hun sarah x x x