by brett Feb 19, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
Just me and my knife sit alone once again, lost in this world thats to hard to win, should i kill myself and commit this sin??, or should i leave my smile on thats only pretend?, so many thoughts racing all through my head, but the only one i here is do it your better off dead, the thoughts leaving me so confused, as i sit holding my knife that i have once used, but will this time be the last??, will i finally make my last slash??, once again the thoughts start racing, here i go my knife starts pacing, once again my blood hits the ground,my mind screams but i make not a sound, as my blood starts to run dry, i sit and wonder will this time i die? |
Hey Brett, |
by Red Charm
Hey totally beautiful. I'd like to talk with you sometime. |
by alyssa
wow this is a really good poem if its true and do thinksuicidal you can email me any time you want i know i dont know you and you dont know me but im a good listener. |
by Jenny89_17
this poem says it all keep writing |
by stephalee
wow this is really good u shudnt kill urself but this is really good!! keep it up im giving it a 5 |