I feel a pinch of pain
It's numb from my wrist down
I lift my hand
To my surprise its covered in blood
My hand is curled so sickly
Sticky red saddness
Trickles to the floor
A puddle of blood beneth my feet
A knife in my right hand
I've thought so long of doing this
But just couldn't find the nerve
Something trigered it
I don't know how or why it happened
But as I stand with my back to the wall
I picture my family, friends and foe
I slide so slowly down the wall
My life goes by my eyes
I've had a good life
Good times are even with the bad
I'm growing weaker, I cannot move
I'm paralized with fear
I realize I don't want to go
Then darkness falls
Okay sweety, I checked, and it's not the same poem, just a very very similar one. But anyways, this is probably one of the most depressing poems I've ever read. Worse than anything I've ever written. I hope to God you don't really feel that way, or your gonna get smothered to death by the biggest, longest most annoying bear hug you've ever had next time I get a chance!! Luv ya!
~*Hugz*~
Manda
i really like this poem. i can relate to it in so many ways i feel as if you had written the poem about me. im not going to go into detail just thought i would comment on it. once again, really nice poem.