My Friend The Knife

by Anna   Aug 6, 2005


I Have A Friend..
Who Eases My Stress.
Who Is There For Me.
Who Helps Me To Progress.

Whenever I Cry
And Feel Like Dying.
My Friend Is Always There
Feels Like I'm Flying.

My Friend Is Thin.
And Sharp At The Side
Fairly Small.
And Kind Of Wide.

My Friend Always Stays Over.
And Sleeps In A Small Drawer.
I Use My Friend Every Night.
It Makes Me Want More.

It Adds A Tingle.
Sometimes Adds Pain.
But Thats Why I Like My Friend.
It Keeps Me Sane.

My Friend My Friend.
So Important To Me.
It Is My Knife
As It Can Be.

Paints A Pretty Picture.
On My Innocent Wrist.
I Use It So Much.
I Cant Resist.

Its Covered In Blood
As Soon As I Slit.
Its Lyk A Temporary Suicide.
As I Commit.

My Friend My Friend
I Need You Tonight
It's Going To Be Permanent
We Will Settle This Right.

Todays The Last Time,
We Shall Ever Meet.
You Shall End My Life.
And My Pain You Will Defeat.

Covered In Blood.
Aswell As My Knife
My Friend Helped Me Out.
As It Took My Life.

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    by Kayla

    Omg! this is a really good poem.. sad but i love it!

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