Blade by Christian V

as i sit in a chair
blade to my neck
cutting without a care
but as i stop to think
bout what i'm doin
i cut deeper
as i pull away
tha blade form my skin
the red blood flow begins
as it streams down my neck
i start to cry
thinkin to myself
"do i really want to die"
several years later
a new life begans
a world with out pain
a world with out sin

ryan (your bro) (24.153.177.14) -- Monday, April 7 2003, 01:04 am

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i like that alot

luc (not your bro o.O) (68.74.122.199) -- Monday, April 7 2003, 04:42 am

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good poem.. really and the happy ending.. hmm wasnt expecting that.. nice twist..

RED DRAGON (210.14.4.51) -- Monday, April 7 2003, 06:29 am

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nice start. revealing pain and struggle...then a climax whrein the question:"do i really want to die?" forms the twist....with an ending of realization.
a smooth flow in narrating an experience.great writing. simple and direct....i like the title too

leah (24.72.92.94) -- Thursday, April 10 2003, 02:47 am

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I am so glad to hear you survived. im struggling with survival but i know ill make it through i mean why not?

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