Cut

by Katie   Jul 4, 2005


Can't breath another day,
runs to the room just like yesterday,
crys for awhile then stands up,
runs to the bathroom and grabs the blade.

starts the water,
plugs the drain,
grabs a towel,
and rubber band.

Expertise in just one thing,
cuts so precise up and down,
splash of blood hits the ground,
sticks the arm into the sink.

Pulls it out,
just to begin again,
closes eyes,
and can breath again.

anger, anguish, depression, sadness,
teasing,laughter,cold hearted smiles,
stops to think what would happen,
if she didn't take it out of her this way.

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