The knife

by soul boy   May 22, 2008


The knife is my only answer.
a glissening doorway out.
crimson blood drips from it's tip.
but i smile instead of shout.

i await judgement, eternal damnation.
knowing my fate is sealed.
so as i drift into death's soothing arms,
it is hate that i first feel!

for who is god to judge me!
a fool shunning his failed creation!
he does not hurt as i do!
he is not pained by deaths temptations!

but alas i realize that there's nothing i can do
for life is ruled by choices,
and that alone, is painfully true.

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  • 15 years ago

    by soul boy

    To ever 1 who gives me a positive ratingi really am happy because this is my first

  • 15 years ago

    by WaitAutumn

    **for who is god to judge me!
    a fool shunning his failed creation!**
    so much anger there. loved the words chosen

  • 15 years ago

    by Sheep

    Hey this is some great work. short and to the point, awesome 5/5.