when my life
gets to much
i turn to
the knife,
when my life
screams out
for help i
silence it with
the blade
one swipe
no that is
not enough
for my pain
to go away
i dig the
blade deeper
and deeper
into my arm
with each and
every swipe
things become
better
oh how my
wrist hurts so
good, yes
now i have
once again
silenced the
screams of
my life
falling apart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I thought it was about Blade the vampire slayer.I'm jokin' Too much blade won't do you any good. The fastest and painless way is a 45. tAKE CARE Roger