Bloody death

by Midnight suicide   Sep 29, 2006


He goes in his room and locks the door
This pain he calls live will be no more
He grabs the blade and doesn't wait
He wants to end this live he hates
He hits his wrist and feels the blade
He feels the pain and starts to fade
His wrist is now hidden in a crimson red
Withen 10 min he will be dead
But for no he waits in total silence
He stares at the blood and his eye squints.
He's crying now the pains to much
He drops the blade.....hes lost his touch
The Adrenalin rush is going away
In a couple of minutes he will end his day
His wrist has stop flowing but steadily dripping
Whats going on he feels himself tipping
He knows....he takes his last breath
He finally falls over in a bloody death

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  • 17 years ago

    by Beca

    Sweet poem! i love that ur bio says u just discovered poetry later after an experience with a gf. that alwasy brings out the best writing anyone has. keep writing the dark, its a good flow and makes u seem deep. i havent read any 'love' stuff yet so no comment there, but ill be sure to see if u get anymore. but seriously, keep the dark stuff coming. its hott

  • 17 years ago

    by Jackielynn

    I really love this poems keep writing...

  • 17 years ago

    by Asingletear

    2 powerful for words 2 relate, gr8 poem.

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