Blade

by blue eyed brat   Dec 6, 2005


With is blade
i sit with tears
running down my face.
this blade can end
it all for me.
take away this pain
and all the tears
that i feel everyday.
with this blade
in my hands
i take my life.
slowly the blade
slits into my wrist
and blood flows
onto the floor.
ending my worthless life
for good, now
i dont feel the
pain and tears anymore.

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  • 19 years ago

    by ChevyCowgirl23

    A blade to your skin isnt gonna take any of the pain away.....you are just going to create more problems......
    amanda

  • 19 years ago

    by pale angel

    For one of your frist suicide poems it is good

    love heather

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