Hannah Roberts

Blade - Poem by Hannah Roberts

i rub the blade across my wrist
my hand is clenched up in a fist
i wish that i could ease the pain
instead of acting so insane

the blood starts running down my arm
the sting is working like a charm
the anger slowly fades away
now i can face the light of day

but then something happens thats really bad
and it brings back the previous feelings i had
so i grab the blade and cut again
which is how the process first began

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2008

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