Pain Poem by adam cliff

I stare blankly at the wall
Wishing my pain could be stalled
I remember when I was young
When I used to play with my mum
But now I sit alone with a blade
Just wishing my life could be remade
The cold steel touches my wrist
And I begin to clench my fist
The darkness begins to consume me
And the blood is all I can see
I begin to dropp to the floor
And my mind begins to sore
now the pain has gone
And I had wished for this for so long
now I don’t have to find a place to hide
From the demons that are at my side
And now my time has come and I must go
To rest and be as cold as the snow
Where there is no pain…

© AJ CLIFF