Cutting of my wrists

by Derek   Nov 24, 2005


I'm sitting here
trying to forget
you so l fill the
bath tube up and
l sit there looking at
my reflection in this
small piece of glass
then i close my eyes
and feel a sharp pain
in my wrist then I look,
can't believe the cuts so
deep so i just close my
eyes and go to sleep
for the
final time.

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  • 18 years ago

    by *completly_in_love*

    Wow i love it.keep it up

  • 18 years ago

    by Brittany

    Derek, this is such a great peom. has jessyca read it? well, talk to ya l8r!

    ~Brittany~

  • 18 years ago

    by Lauren

    Wow. i love this. and you used so little words...
    amazing.
    lauren

  • 18 years ago

    by Rowan79

    Nicely done, Derek. Makes for a very visual picture for the reader. Scarey though.

  • 18 years ago

    by Derek

    Thanxs

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