That Knife

by Kristie   Jun 9, 2005


Every day I prayed,
This was the end of my life,
That is what I said,
When I took the knife,

I pushed it down into my wrist,
The pain was more then I had wished,
It hurt so bad I had to stop,
The blood fell like one big raindrop,

Now when I’m mad,
Or when I‘m sad,
I always remember that knife,
The thing that I had almost take my life,

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