Drip drip

by XcrissyX   Apr 18, 2007


Deeper and deeper the knife cuts through,
pushing it further not knowing what to do,
i couldn't stop just carried on,
looking at the knife and the way it shone,
i thought this would put my mind at rest,
ease my problems,
kept repeating its for the best,
now i was doing it,
there was no turning back,
couldn't stop the blood from dripping,
it just carried on and kept thickening,
drip drip... the knife fell to the floor,
i said my last words,
no pain anymore.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Faten

    I like this poem alot, its in my favorites. good job!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by ibelievedhim

    This is REALLY good! Deadly word choice. 5/5