Avoiding sharpness

by SammiBABY   Feb 20, 2005


I’d like to cook some dinner,
some soup or a stir-fry,
But when I cut the vegetables,
that knife might help me die.

My legs kind of need a shave,
They’re causing me some strife,
But I’m scared the razor will skim my wrist
and end this stupid life.

I need to make this collage
It’s homework I have to do,
But I’m scared that when I cut the pictures
I’ll cut my skin up too.

My nails are quite uneven,
They could do with a nice clip,
But what if I slit my throat instead?
It’s possible to slip.

I don’t want to hurt myself,
Or cut my throat or arm.
It’s kinda sad I have to avoid sharpness,
To avoid committing harm.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Lithium

    i really liek this poem i feel ur pain,