Please Poem by Nom Nom Nom

Have you ever held a blade?
Loved what you made?
I have to be honest, it wasn't everything;
it made my wrists sting;
but I liked it more;
then falling hard to the floor;

I've never thought of suicide in my life;
I barely use a knife;
I used a blade;
that I made;
got my hands on a exacto-knife tonight;
feeling powerful, feeling alright;
I love you, I'll miss you;
goodbye feelings that weren''t true;
one more before I close my eyes;
cheers to those horrible lies;
one more.. one more goodbye;
please don't cry;
I'll stay strong for you and I;
and keep us both from wanting to die...