Quick Fix Poem by Debbie Steyn

Needle in my arm
makes my head fall back
takes me away
makes my thoughts go black

losing what makes me sane
getting up to cause
you tormented pain

I walk to the door
the knife hidden well
tonight you will drown in your own blood
I'm creating your living hell

you choke as I slit your throaght
im lauging at your eyes
pleading to stop taking lives

as you go cold
I turn and walk away
I'm long not done
needless to say....