Playing with the knife

danny1972012

Here i am playing with the knife

Here i am playing with my life

Here i am in great despair

everything to lose 

and beyond repair

Here i am as the tears trickle 

and the pain spikes

death is inevitable 

but by what hand will it strike 

 

Here i am no more...

 

  • Author: danny1972012 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 18th, 2016 16:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about depression, and how it corrupts the mind into acting out irrational thoughts.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 40
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