Sat playing with a knife,
The feeling of you can choose,
Life or death?
Its up to me.
I even have the choice of how to end it all,
But it would have to be in a way no-one would get hurt,
Other than those few tears shed realising I was serious,
The pills or the knife? Sand Point or Uphill?
All ready and waiting for me to use them.
In a list
A contest entry
- The Pain Before The Healing {Now Open To Prewrites} by Viyanna Rosemarie.
800 points, ended May 8, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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thank you for your entry and for being alive to share it with me. good luck in this contest you have entered. viyanna rosemarie
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