One last Strike of Pain

by Mike   Apr 1, 2006


The blood still flows I should be dead
My pale skin shows to much as been drained
I have no more strength in my hands
World goes hazy
Two more cuts that’s all I need
My teeth sink into the knife
It turns all red as it touches my left wrist
I turn my head quickly
I fall
I get the strength to get the knife again
On to my right wrist I swing my head
Blood pours out
The world swirls
My head touches the ground I feel the warmth
Blood on my chest
My heart is broken
My wrists destroyed
My life is over
My last strike of pain
I hope you won’t miss me
I hope you can move on
No more lies

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  • 18 years ago

    by DarkAngel06

    Michael your poetry is very well done, have you ever considered sending your poetry to the music industry? MCR would be a good place to start.

    I hope what you write are only thoughts of what you feel and do not plan to hurt yourself, we would miss your poetry and writting from below it wouldn't reach here before it burned to a crisp. :)

  • 18 years ago

    by jennifer

    N yes michael i do realy like ur poems.. buh this one really scares me lol.. very graphic.. buh i still do like it... xoxo

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