Numb Poem by Jessica Beal
Numb
I hold the knife,
Firmly in my hand.
I look out the window,
Into this vast land.
You're still lying there,
Lifeless on the floor.
I dropp the knife beside you,
And walk out the front door.
Maybe I'll get caught,
Perhaps I'll go to jail.
One thing's for sure,
My soul is damned to Hell.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
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