That Cold Knife | Teen Ink

That Cold Knife

December 20, 2012
By Anonymous

That cold knife, laying next to me,
covered in my blood of agony.
how much is spilt? I still cant see.
what did I just do to me?

That cold knife, resting in my hand,
I don't know its there, for I'm in another land.
is this the plan that I had planned?
Or was my mind just laying in the sand?

That cold knife, falling to the ground,
I felt like I was being drowned.
Its to late to turn around.
Ill never hear another sound.

That cold knife, laying next to me,
covered in my blood of agony.
How much is spilt? I still cant see.
what did I just do to me?


The author's comments:
I wrote this December 2011. It was a very dark time for me and there was a lot of thoughts just going through my head like "what if..."

Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.