Serrated Knife Poem by empty shell

Serrated Knife



in too deep
petrified
no way out
cornered and desperate

eyes open
arm extended
grasping at straws
plunging blindly

you look in horror
what have you done
shiny knife buried
deep in my chest

your eyes meet mine
you reach for the handle
I say don't
you ask why

as much as it hurt
when you put it in
I think, taking it out
will kill me

Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss
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