brianna christine


What Have I Done? - Poem by brianna christine

tears falling endlessly
from this broken soul
trying to fight it
the evil temptation
always lingering
i give in to it
take out the sharp blade
slowly slice through the skin
a smile passes through my lips
it feels so good
numbs the awful pain
but then i look down
at my scarred wrist
what have i done?


Comments about What Have I Done? by brianna christine

  • (7/18/2007 11:06:00 PM)


    Speak to me if you will youg child for heart ake and pain are not as you think some other issues lay deep down inside over come them some times takes a while...Feel free to speak all widom is free (Report) Reply

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  • (7/18/2007 8:58:00 PM)


    Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. And the bad side is, if you succeed, you aren't around anymore to regret it. Good poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011


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