The final cut

Scard covered skin
so rippled and broken
blood running down
i guess the knifes spoken

strikes! one after another
and then i look on the floor
theres a puddle of blood
and it keeps dripping more\\

the wound isnt healing
the blood continues to flow
my parents in the next room
dont even know

im slowly dying,
the blood still hasnt stopped
i\'ve lost to much blood
so to the floor i have dropped

i lie here in silence
waiting to die
i realise the end is near
so i begin to cry

they find me in the morning
on the bathroom floor
lying in my own pool of blood
and horified by what they saw

blood all over the room
how could i have bleed so much?
my parents stand, affraid of me
my body cool to the touch

Writen By
Allana Wallace
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