That Blade won’t help


You cut your wrist

 as you clench your fist 

Twist it deeper within 

You look at your skin in shock 

You block everyone out 

Then you pick up the gun... why?

You don't have to die over some guy

Look me in the eye it's okay to cry

Don't be afraid that blade can't help you 

You will began to fade away 

Have you prayed you may have strayed away 

It's not to late 

Your slate will be wiped clean 



  • Author: Gabriella (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2018 08:04
  • Comment from author about the poem: Cutting is not the answer dying is not the answer
  • Category: Sad
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  • minak

    thank you for sharing

    • Gabriella

      You’re welcome

    • Frogspoetry

      thatis an excellent message to spread around

      • Gabriella

        Thank you so much!!

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