Suicide Actions

by Brisa   May 23, 2006


I grab the knife,
To end my life.
I tightly hold my fist
Cutting a small wound across my wrist.

It\'s not deep enough.
I have to stand tough.
I slowly cut another wound.
It shall all be over soon.

My blood starts to pour
And I slowly fall to the floor.
There\'s no way.
I\'ll ever regret this day.

My future is in vain.
Numbness overpowers my pain.
Just like i said,
No matter how many tears i shed,
My life will end tonight.
Without my soul putting up a fight.

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  • 17 years ago

    by AllCutUp

    I really lyked it
    its so true and it was really well ritten
    i can relate to it alot and thanks for the comment
    take care
    ~AllCutUp~

  • 17 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    Thats a good poem, i just hope you didnt do that for real.

    i am sucidal too, but there is no reason for a person to take his/her own life.

    It was a very good wriiten poem, i was holding my wrist while reading it :P

    Thanks forr allll the comments on my poems it means alot.

    I love the part you wrote:

    "It's not deep enough.
    I have to stand tough.
    I slowly cut another wound.
    It shall all be over soon."

  • 17 years ago

    by Tempest

    I love it!!!!!!!!!!! very good

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