My Blade

by shenoa   Apr 13, 2005


No I'm not killing myself
I'm just taking it all away
this tremendous pain
that i live with each day

maybe if i cut deep enough
this pain may never return
but I've done this so many times
you would think I'd learn

i cut these scars open
just to let myself feel
to leave me in a state
where life seems so surreal

this life i lead in remorse
full of doubts and sorrow
maybe one day, it'll end
ill cut until no tomorrow

you sit back and judge
you could never understand
this pain and it's blade
are all who i am

when i go through this life
living in such constant lies
at times i cant help but wish
this blade be my final goodbye

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  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    wonderfully written poem!