Emily Wimetal

Rookie (17/12/1995 / Hervey Bay)

I Hope This Kills - Poem by Emily Wimetal

You said you'd always be there, you said you'd always care
But when you pushed me, slapped and spit in my face I then knew that forever gone would be my state of grace
So on that night of pain and sorrow
I took out my best friend, the one that would be there until tomorrow
His name was Razor he helped me deal, although the cuts he caused did slowly heal
Cut after cut slowly did Razor deceive, for he did not reduce the pain that I did conceive
Not yet did I give in a few more cuts, this could not worsen my sin
So I did a few more, I did not stop until my cutting hand was sore
A stream of dark crimson slowly trickled down my arm, the tears on my face felt oh so warm
Again I was deceived though not by you, all this pain held within me; I just could not cope, for my life and will to live were all twisted through my cosmic telescope
This pain was the only pain that I could control but no longer could I handle it's toll
So I reached for plan two, a bottle of pills and began to cogitate ' I hope this kills '

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012

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