Knife's edge

by Flying Phoenix   Jul 18, 2005


My playful thoughts are wavering,
My unbroken smile trembles
My joyful eyes fill
With the tears from my shattered life

Desperate hope I try and grasp
As my mouth’s smile
Forms it’s last
My filled eyes overflow
Gentle drops career and go
Down my perfect cheeks they fall
The look upon my face
Explains it all

I clutch at a blade
A weapon
A knife
The perfect edge entices me
To surrender my tortured life

My finger I press down slowly
The fine edge breaking my skin
I watch the blood seep slowly
From my flesh within

The crimson liquid flows
Just as did my tears
I tremble as I raise the knife
To end all my useless years

I draw the blade across my neck
Across my wrists
Across my flesh
Released I feel,
Drenched in my blood
The pain I had
Has gone for good

I lay back down
My fingers still clasped
Around the knife
And I lay still, fast

No next breath I will draw
No smile will I give
No faint sentence will I utter
For I had lost the will to live

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  • 17 years ago

    by ~*inXloveXwithXaXdork*~

    Wow....this is such a good poem! i just think its sad that some people actually do this kind of thing...

    great job!

  • 18 years ago

    by Sophie

    Wow. i loved it! it had so much imagery it felt like i was watching a movie and not just reading a poem ..u wrote this with alot of emotion and that made it absolutely brilliant!

    sophie:) xx

  • 18 years ago

    by Razorblade

    Wow. I loved this. It's magnificent!

    -Taylor

  • 19 years ago

    by Strange Angel

    *hugs* really good poem, especially if the whole death thing was a metaphor (which i hope it was cus if not a dead person was writing this...*hides*). remeber im ALWAYS here to talk to. i have sticky out ears just like lucy.

  • 19 years ago

    by Fig

    tis a very good poem my little hannah spana cleavage face. have you been self harming? aaaaw bunny you should have said summit? anyway, tis very good. good images and stuff.