Never Again

September 17, 2009
As the cold sharp blade presses against my skin the blood started to flow

What if my first cutting results in disaster?

So what if it does?!

At least you'll be rid of this world

I slowly drift into soft sound sweet sleep

The next morning I awake with no thoughts of the night before

Only thoughts of the new day run through my head

I look over and see the a knife covered with dried blood

Mad with myself I throw the knife somewhere not to be found

Never again! Never again

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