Brought to death

by Jessica Grant   Jan 28, 2005


My blood falls to the floor
drip by drip
I'm trying so hard
to get a grip

Only one way out
Of this hell
To make me feel better
and make me seem well

So I pick up the knife
and begin to start
Who ever knew
I was falling apart

From the pain
You caused me
It would lead to this
And that pain is the key

So I slice deep
Deep enough to see blood
Then all of a sudden
The blood starts to flood

All over the floor
all over my arm
I never meant
To cause this much harm

I try to control it
to get it to stop
But all of a sudden
I feel Im gonna drop

I've lost to much blood
I cannot turn back
I wish I had control
But control is what I lack

Who will find my body
As I think for one last time
Who will clean my blood up
then realize I wasn't fine

Will I ruin someones life
Will anybody cry
Just becuase I'm Gone now
Because I had to die

I cry one more tear
And breeth in one last breath
And wish one more wish
That I wasn't brought to death

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  • 18 years ago

    by sarah

    Hey loved your poem take care hun sarah x x x