The last time...

by BleedingAngel   Jul 30, 2005


A burning pain from deep within
tears falling from swollen eyes
a blade runs across the skin
and a smile that hides a disguise

A bleeding wound on a wrist
and the feeling of longing to be dead
too many nights just like this
since depression and razorblade met

A drop of blood is falling to the floor
pain and anger starts to disappear
the heart and soul don't feel anymore
and the eye has cried it's last tear

A poem written with a nervous hand
while a young girl is about to die
she tried her best to understand
but the best answer for her was suicide

Copyright 2005 - Sabrina Stelmach

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  • 18 years ago

    by Lenny

    Sad...real sad

  • 18 years ago

    by amber

    I can relate to it

  • 18 years ago

    by undying blusher

    If this is you, Sabrina, then I hope you don't follow through. Don't give up just yet. (sorry to assume it's all true to you, but it seems so)

    I wish there had been some sort of warning about the blood...but I got through it alright...(it's hard for me to take sometimes)...you did create a picture which is good normally...I just don't like imagining anything dealing with blood... anyway, well done. I like the first stanza the most ;)

    xxx

  • 18 years ago

    by Sarah Ann

    Oh that was excellent, I thought the last line was shaky but it still ended so beautifully, very sad and well put

  • 18 years ago

    by Red Tears Of The Soul

    Another good poem, well written and thought out. Good flow and very emotional. Great job. ^_^x

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