Knife!

by vicki   Jan 13, 2007


You get the knife out of the draw
you slowly walk upstairs
you walk in your room
you blast your music
so no one can hear your screams
from the pain
you look away
you feel the blood
tricking down your wrists
after a couple of minutes
you start to feel ill and dizzy
you faint on the floor
your mum comes up to see whats happened
she sees you lying on the floor
the blood and the knife lying on the floor
she rings the ambulance
but there too late
shes already died

lv
Vicki
xox
{plz sign and r8}

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  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    This is really moving, the simplicity of this poem illustrates the confusion of the person in it. this is a really deep emotional poem.