Untitled Poem by Jessie Ward

So many times I've called your name
please help me deal with this pain.
Its feels like I'm gonna go insane.
So quiet and alone
I scream in a such a high pitched tone.
I can't even hear the ring of my phone.
Blood rushes down my neck,
You kiss me lightly, but just a peck.
I never thought you'd be the one
to have done what you have done.
The blade now red
as I now lay dead.
Yet I can still see you
I can look at myself and see right through.
You look at your hands
you can't believe what you've did.
Then through down the knife
since you took my life.
You take my body and close my eyes
and hold me tight and tell all your lies.
You even cry
and try and try to give me my life,
which you took with a knife.