Put that knife down
It does you no good.
Causes you more pain,
Causes you to lose your mind.
The scars that lay on your wrist
Will leave you scars.
Using this sharp sliver knife
Will not help.
Take a breather and think a moment,
That moment could change a lot.
Just know things get better
Even if its slow, so
Put that knife down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem