Laugh In The Face Of Death Poem by Brandi Knecht

i am sitting here with a razor blade in my hand,
thinking of how fast i could just end it all,
i think of all the times i've had,
the bad outweigh the good,
i slowly begin to cut a long vertical line up my arm,
i laugh as the blood begins to flow,
i lagh as my blood goes down the drain,
my life begins to flash before my eyes,
i see all the misery that led to my demise,
i laugh one last time,
i laugh in the face of death.