Knife In Hand

When my friend cut herself and I knew what she went through…
Knife in hand, blood on floor.
She went to deep just to do something dumb.
She has no one by her side.

She’s on the floor with the knife
In her hand and her blood around her.
Why did she cut to deep?
We don't know.

Why didn't she listen to us when we said
"Don't do it"? Now she's on the floor in her
Blood saying "why didn't I listen to them?"

Knife in hand, blood on floor.
She went to deep just to do something dumb.
She has no one by her side.

By jamie blankenship
Published: 4/25/2007 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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