The Blade..

I love your poems so much, i added you to my favorites. i look forward to reading more of your stuff. so write some more, and i will surely coment and rate them :D

Wow you showed deep powerful emotions in this one. although, it's not really my style you use it to your advantage.

My problem is that i don't want help. i don't care what other people say. i want to be happy with myself. and we both no that in order to achieve that i've got to ask Ana and Mia for a little help. it's aweful i know, but yet it's true.

Thats powerful.....but i like it though well done x x x x hope your ok x x x

Oh no, it won't be over. Even if you take that route, you wait, slowly dying for hours, and hours. It is not fast, or romantic, or painless, and most likely you are all alone. I was lucky, someone found me. You might not get the second chance, so you're better off not wasting your first one. There is a lot of crap in this world, and a lot of times it is not a picnic, but suicide won't offer you the freedom you crave, only living can do that. This is a shout out from a bit of experience.

~Miko~

I feel that even though you are writing 'the blade wants' I really feel like the point of view is from someone trying to convince themselves into commiting suicide. Im pretty sure thats what youve intended, and if so, bravo! Im sure you could have taken it up a notch... describe the smell of blood, how good it would be for the blade to bath in it, taste it, you know, all that jazz.