Jennifer Weit

Rookie (1992 / Pennbrock)

Cuting - Poem by Jennifer Weit

sometimes i feel so bad inside
that i sit there and think i just wanna die
i feel so alone and nobody knows
i take my knife so here i go
as the blood starts to run it dont feel the same
maybe i shouldnt do it i start to feel the shame
but i tell myself no this is what i need
i take the knife as i'm on my knees
i put the knife to my throat ready to die
but i sit there and think and so i sigh
you can into mind
your love i cant hide
i realize you need me and cant be without
so i take the knife and throw it out
if it was not for you i would be dead
so i start to think about all the things you said
you told me you loved me and cared about me so
when you look into my eyes i dont feel alone
so know you know i almost died
but because of you i'll still alive

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 6, 2008

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