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closer to death

I walked into the bathroom
holding the dagger close.
'lock the door they won't know'
I thought to myself.
pulling off my large blue shirt
the dagger came closer.
I looked at my arms
the cuts scarring over in the form of peoples names,
people I would miss,
the people I had kissed.
I scraped the dagger lightly across my leg
Brought it back up to my stomach,
then I heard a knock at the door.
I jumped and the dagger fell into my stomach
'call the hospital'
I shouted.
My light blonde hair came loose of its ponytail,
I couldn't breathe what happened to me?
It felt like I was dying
I saw lights and doctors...
then darkness all around me.
Had I died?

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  • wow what a great poem is this a true poem did this really happen either way it is a great poem thanks you for sharing if you ever need to talk i will be here for you

    • yes

      very true it happened about a year ago and i just now documented it as a poem lol im slow sometimes


  • Violent Glass
    February 27

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    this must have been frightening
    i know that somethimes youthink you want to die entil you realize your actually are dying...
    great write thanx for sharing!