Freak Accident

by Corruption   Jul 7, 2007


Im looking in the mirror
about to use this razor
to rid myself of this hair
this bush that my wife hates
she says it hurts
and that it is messy
but to me it is a work of art
I�ve grown it for so long
it is even longer then
the hair on my head
but for my love I will do anything
so I put my cream on
and I bring the razor up
I hesitate for a moment
trying to remember how to
it has been so long
I remember and bring it up again
I am nearly finish when it happens
the razor slips
and I make a grab for it
but I grab it wrong
and it goes across my throat
at first I feel nothing
then I begin to gasp
and I cant breathe
then my chest feel wet and sticky
I look in the mirror
and to my horror
I can see though my neck
and I see blood seeping from it
all this I have done
for one person
for the love of my life
I just hope she never feels this to be her fault
then an idea comes to me
I use the shaving cream
and write on the mirror
�don�t think its your fault,
I love you, and I always will,
live happily, and be good to the baby,
good-bye�

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  • 17 years ago

    by Dying Beautifully

    This is marvelous truly you.....

  • 17 years ago

    by Debbie

    That was interesting, but I think it was quite silly! (Scared, I'm still holding my neck. Ha. :3) It's a fine, yet disturbing piece, nonetheless. =] Keep on writing what you feel and like. I hope you all the best and take care!
    `Marian

  • 17 years ago

    by Ciao Bella

    Great poem...its sad buts its really good...

    Ashleigh