Knife Cuts Poem by Azarok Koraza

That 1st sting of the blade as it taps on the top of the flesh, starting to sink in, blood overflowing the cut. Your waiting for the pain to fade, I ask you what did you just gain? All this cuts you leave on your body are in vein. Why do you put me threw such pain. Each tear you drop I lost 1000 why would it be any different with blood. Can you see your not just killing yourself your killing me, each vein that starts to seep blood out as it pops up. you made my heart so cold I'd need a ice pick to crack it, just more & more pain for me. Now taking a hammer to the blade, marks staind to your arm. How much longer till you just move up the the brain & end it in shame. You have no one but yourself to blame.