I dig the knife into my hand,
the blood that drips is my love to you,
slit my wrist for you to live,
The blood was meant for you,
I did it for you,
I took my life for you to live,
now i am always inside you
That is the best i can give
You where only just a mile away,
when you told me you were sick,
there wasn't much to say
but i knew i had to give in
My blood for you
to help you survive
my tears for you
to keep you alive
Now i remember
everything that you said
you couldnt focus
you wrote 2 notes that i read
My Love my life
I pray i will survive
and now that your gone
I feel you inside me
you saved me
you saved me
you saved me!!
come home again
why won't you breathe
you were just so young
come to me
show me your true love
~wipes a stray tear away~
That was great I loved that.
Job well done
This is beautiful poem, it gave me goosebumps. The pain is so real and the will to save the person your writing about is so strong. Excellent job.