I Was Just Kidding - Poem by Maddi Young
Your home alone,
Your phone stays silent,
The door is locked,
Yuor sitting in a big chair,
looking over the living room,
your agitated, your growing impatient,
Without a second thought you get up,
and slowly walk to the kitchen,
you grab a sharp knife and bring out a piece of fruit,
After a few cuts, you bring the knife to your hand,
you tell yourself its for the best
you say it will not hurt but will be satisfying,
You lower the knife to yuor fingers,
and press down
with a quick slide blood pours from the little cut,
you stare at the cut you just made
dropping the knife, you run to your room,
and collapse on your bed
you cry until your phone buzzes,
On the screen is a message
'I was just kidding'
You throw it across the room,
running to the kitchen again,
you grab the knife off the floor.
You fall asleep with the knife in your hands,
the next morning you dont wake up.
(Dont kid about mean things)
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